Swen loves to feed Kitty more than anything. He would feed her all day if he could, but he still doesn't quite know how to pronounce her name, and therefore calls her "Titty." That alone is funny enough, but now when he wants to feed her he runs around saying, "More Titty? More Titty" over and over. It cracks everyone up who hears it. I hope he never learns to say her name.
The second thing Swen loves is cars. Oh how he loves to carry them all around the house, line them up, and take them everywhere he goes. He also loves to ride in them! For how much he hated his car seat for the first eight months of life, he now loves to go anywhere. "Car" is also a very hard word to say, so he calls them some sort of a mixture between "gock" and "cock." Then my mom recently got her van fixed, and after he rode in that for the first time, it was love at first ride. He could see out the window at all the other cars! But he doesn't call her the van, "van." He calls it the "big cock." For some reason when he says the word big first, the /g/ sound is totally gone and it is definitely "cock." Haha! So now EVERY TIME I mention going bye-bye, the first thing he says is, "a big cock?" Then he just starts yelling it over and over. "A big cock! A big cock!" If we don't go in that van, he starts crying and saying "a big cock" in the saddest little voice.
"Bar" is the one word he says correctly. He doesn't go to bars, but he eats them. Granola bars are his very favorite snack. There was ONE single time when he wouldn't come inside from the backyard to take a nap, so I told him he could have a granola bar after night-night time. Now every time I tell him it's time for night-night, he says, "a bar?" Then he continually talks about bars until he falls asleep. It's adorable.
I love all these words he says, and I'm mostly glad that he isn't saying bad words because he's heard them from me. People who know me, know I don't have the cleanest mouth. :) Here are some pictures of my adorable children.
