Songs He Wrote & Numbers He Counted

T Junior talks a lot.

No, I mean a lot.

On our 12-hour trip home from grandma's house yesterday, he chatted for more than two hours straight. Here's a teeny, tiny sample:

"A moon! A moon! A moon! A guck. A moon! A moon! Ma'amama's howse. Ma'amama's howse. A dight. A dight. A dight. Ma'amama's howse. No, no, Peaches! Cracka peas. Cracka peas. Daydoo!"

(Translation: A moon! A moon! A moon! A truck. A moon! A moon! Grandma's house. Grandma's house. A light. A light. A light. Grandma's house. No, no, Peaches (the dog at daycare)! Cracker, please. Cracker, please. Thank you!)

Mr. T had to turn off the radio to keep his sanity. But, not to worry! We had music! T Junior recently made up a couple of songs.

The first one is about us and goes like this:

"Da-da-da-DA-da-da...ma-ma-ma-MA-ma-ma!"

Since there were a lot of cows around where my mom lives, he sometimes adds a verse for them:

"Cows-cows-cows-COWS-cows-cows!"

He wrote another song after we had tacos (with avocados) for dinner a couple of nights ago:

"'Cados, 'cados, 'cados...beans, beans, beans!"

I need to get these on video! I also need to record him counting because I think people won't believe me when I tell them my 18-month-old can count to eight.

I discovered he could count when I was packing for our Christmas trip to Grandma's. I was putting socks in the suitcase and counting out loud: "Oooonnnne, twwwwooooo, threeeee, foouuur, fiiiiivvvve, siiiiix..."

"BEBEN!" T Junior yelled.

I stood up. What?

So, then we went through all the numbers and he could do it by himself. Only up to 8, though. After 8, he wants to go back to "beben" (seven). Not that he understands values, but I was, and still am, amazed that he can remember the correct order. And I love that he says the numbers all slow so that we'll understand. *wink*