More Ivan Phrases

Last night in the van Owen was asking about multiple births. What do you call it when 5 babies are born at the same time? That sort of thing. After we went through all the labels and numbers he began making up names. What if there were gintuplets? What if there were fintuplets?

After a lot of silly words, Ivan piped up from the back…”what about monstertuplets?”

Pretty much any amount of “tuplets” would be “monstertuplets” in my opinion.

Ivan the Close Talker

I love to hear Ivan talk. He’s full of emphasis and his face lights up when he has something exciting to relate.

Recently he announced to his friend Ethan at church that he was coming to his house. His eyebrows were up into his hairline as he nearly shouted the good news. He was so close to Ethan in his exuberance that Ethan had to back up a bit. Ethan’s dad and I laughed a little and both realized at the same time that Ivan is a “close talker.”

Ivan’s vocabulary is growing but as with any kid, it’s more fun to talk about the things he says wrong.

I love it when Ivan tells me that he’s going to eat his dinner regardless of the fact that he doesn’t like what I’ve served. He gets a very determined and responsible look and tone and announces…”mommy, I’m going to eat my dinner, even I don’t like it.”

This morning he told me in the van that he has the hiccups. He explained to me how it all came about by saying, “I was at home and I was upstairs, and I was hiccing up and hiccing up and then I went downstairs and I didn’t have hiccups, and then I got in the van and I had hiccups and I was hiccing up and hiccing up again!”