I love it when kids don’t know what something is called and, rather than ask me, make up a word themselves to describe what they mean. With Elisabeth we never really had this pleasure, she talked very early and never really said anything wrong.
Jacob however, is the absolute master at this. He has always been very good at communicating what he means without necessarily talking or using the correct words. When he last had a cold he said:
“Mummy, my yawn hurts.”
He meant that he had a sore throat, which makes perfect sense because when you have a son throat, and you yawn, it can hurt like hell. Easily worked out. Nice job Jacob.
Now this morning we were getting ready for school, so the school uniform goes on and just before we leave we do socks and shoes. A brand new pair of shoes, which he loves. But just as we are walking out the door I can see that he is limping a little.
“What’s up Jacob? Are your shoes not comfortable?”
“No, they’re hurting my foot wrist.”
“Your foot wrist?” (just checking I heard right)
“Yes, my foot wrist.” (said in a ‘surely you know what a foot wrist is’ kind of tone)
“Do you mean this?” (Me pointing at his ankle)
“Yes, my foot wrist.”
“Ok, that’s your ankle.”
“Yes, my ankle.”
“Ok, when you get to school ask your teacher if you can take off your shoes if it hurts too much.”
(At school talking to his teacher) “My foot wrist hurts.”