Baby Baby Baby Ooooh

I don't know what they've been doing at Henry's preschool lately, but for the past week he's been singing "baby baby oh! baby baby oh!" and I'm about 95% sure that he's trying to sing this Justin Bieber song:



We play all different kinds of music for the kids and have dance parties in the living room and whatnot, but Justin Bieber had been intentionally left out of our rotation. Until Henry started singing it all the time. Then we began playing that song for the kids because Henry seemed to really like it. And now everyone in our f-ing house is singing, "baby baby baby ooooooh, like baby baby baby noooooo..." I can't get it out of my head.

Ugh.

Also, Henry and Elise had their first real honest-to-god verifiable conversation ever tonight. Henry bit his tongue while he was eating dinner and started crying. Elise said, "What wrong Henry? Henry? What wrong?" And Henry, through tears, said, "Mouth!" Elise touched her lips and then said, "It your mouth Henry? Mouth?" And then Henry nodded his head. It was pretty awesome. They've talked at each other plenty of times, and one of them has communicated an idea to the other many times before, but the communication only went one direction. This is the first time I've really seen them go back and forth like that.

Elise can totally hold a regular conversation now. You can just sit down and talk to her. It's a lot of fun. Especially if she's leading the conversation, because it bounces all over the place. Here's our conversation this morning over breakfast:

Elise: Baby Clark go to the hospital.

Me: Yes, he did go to the hospital.

E: Mommy with Baby Clark in hospital.

M: I did stay with Clark in the hospital. You stayed at home with Daddy. And you visited Mommy and Baby Clark in the hospital. Do you remember that?

E: Yes. Mommy with Baby Clark. Baby Clark boo boos.

M: Yes. He had boo boos. He's fine now, though. All better.

E: Yes. All better. Baby Clark all better. Oh! Llamas!

M: Llamas?

E: Yes. Llamas live on farm.

M: Some llamas do live on farms.

E: Llamas live on farm. Llamas eat grass. Yes. They do.

M: That's true.

E: Baby Clark hospital. And llamas live on farm. And, oh! Helicopter!...