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Jake is obsessed with opposites.

Up. Down.

Open. Close.

On. Off.

I think he is forgetting his other words. It seems like ninety percent of his day is taken up by turning things on and yelling "ON!" then turning it off and screaming "OFF!". Lifting things UP! Putting them DOWN! All doors fly OPEN! and then slam CLOSE! It's crazy. Jake needs a new hobby.

The kid has a killer vocab, and I was really impressed that everyone we went to the beach with this weekend was actually able to understand my monster. Of course everyone got a kick out of his lack of "L" in clock, the dropped "R" in shirt, and the difficulty with the "ae" sound in beach. Jake owes like a million bucks to his swear jar.

The other day I was speaking with a colleague who has a three year old who only says a few words, and she is at wit's end because she can't understand what the brat wants, what is wrong, what is right, what is what. I'd die. Being a mom is hard, thankfully I have a pretty easy kid to help me along. He's up to about 40 words, and maybe five of those only make sense to Dave and I. Favorites are:

bus
car
boat
daddy
mama
cat
Cheech
cheese
cup
horse
switch ('itch)
open (abeen)
close
on
off
up
down
bed
nap (Jake actually asks to go up to bed when he is tired. Let's see how long that lasts)
bear
please (peas)
touch (more often we get a "don't touch!")
hot
trash
nose
boobs
button
Elmo (Amo-mo)
Boohbah (boobs)
apple
banana (nana)

Any guess where Jake gets his chattiness from? Overdeveloped little freak.