Victoria, You Love I
You know how every kid has something very particular about they way the speak? Usually, it is heart-warming and hilarious at the same time to hear them try to find the right words to express their feelings and thoughts. Well, Elizabeth began speaking when she was very young and it was amazing to hear her vocabulary at such a short age; this doesn't mean she didn't make all the common and adorable mistakes most other kids make. Now that she is older, sometimes she throws words at me that I had no idea she even knew. When this happens I ask her if she knows exactly what the word means, and her response is invariably “no, what is it?”. It’s funny, that is her way of finding out what a word means, and she just uses it wherever and whenever she believes is the right time and phrase.
Victoria, on the other hand, took a little longer to start talking and at three years old, we are still fascinated by hearing her conversations, trying to clear her head and get things right. However, Victoria has a tendency to switch words around and says things backwards sometimes. This is especially funny because I used to do that when I was a little girl, actually, I think I still do sometimes. But lately we’ve noticed that this switching around has extended to more than just words, Victoria has taken to switching around time and events.
She loves telling stories, usually made up, and talking about things that have happened to her (even if only in her mind). In one of her conversations with my husband, I heard her say “dad, when I was a little girl [hello?] and you were my grandfather…” Javier tried explaining that he never was and never will be her grandfather, but she wouldn’t hear it. Another time, talking to my mother in law, she spoke about when they were both little girls and played together… huh?
She also fights with her sister when Eli tries explaining that there was a point in time when Victoria was not around, because Elizabeth was born first. No way. She doesn’t accept this.
Recently, Victoria was trying to tell me in her own way that she loves me, so she told me a story. She told me about the time I was in her tummy, when I was a baby and how she held me in her arms when I was born. I have to admit it was strange to hear but you know what? I did not try to correct her; I didn’t try to explain anything to her because I know that in her heart and mind, this makes perfect sense. I have no right to tell her how to love and express her love. I believe that what she does is take what she hears from us, and makes it her own story to let us know how much she loves her family and I can’t think of a better way for her to do it.
So, my dear Victoria, backwards, up-side-down or right-side-up, I know you love us and you've found a way to let us know. In the end, love is love and I’m just happy that I’m getting my point across well enough that you love me right back. Or forth. Or up. Or down…
Victoria, on the other hand, took a little longer to start talking and at three years old, we are still fascinated by hearing her conversations, trying to clear her head and get things right. However, Victoria has a tendency to switch words around and says things backwards sometimes. This is especially funny because I used to do that when I was a little girl, actually, I think I still do sometimes. But lately we’ve noticed that this switching around has extended to more than just words, Victoria has taken to switching around time and events.
She loves telling stories, usually made up, and talking about things that have happened to her (even if only in her mind). In one of her conversations with my husband, I heard her say “dad, when I was a little girl [hello?] and you were my grandfather…” Javier tried explaining that he never was and never will be her grandfather, but she wouldn’t hear it. Another time, talking to my mother in law, she spoke about when they were both little girls and played together… huh?
She also fights with her sister when Eli tries explaining that there was a point in time when Victoria was not around, because Elizabeth was born first. No way. She doesn’t accept this.
Recently, Victoria was trying to tell me in her own way that she loves me, so she told me a story. She told me about the time I was in her tummy, when I was a baby and how she held me in her arms when I was born. I have to admit it was strange to hear but you know what? I did not try to correct her; I didn’t try to explain anything to her because I know that in her heart and mind, this makes perfect sense. I have no right to tell her how to love and express her love. I believe that what she does is take what she hears from us, and makes it her own story to let us know how much she loves her family and I can’t think of a better way for her to do it.
So, my dear Victoria, backwards, up-side-down or right-side-up, I know you love us and you've found a way to let us know. In the end, love is love and I’m just happy that I’m getting my point across well enough that you love me right back. Or forth. Or up. Or down…
posted by Toni @ 8:59 AM
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