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Terrible Twos Here We Come!

By Brooke Davidoff

June 20, 2012

Brooke Davidoff and Myles

In a month I will have a two year old. The terrible twos or the terrific twos, I guess we'll have to wait and see. I have been trying to research what's coming next with Mr. Myles. I'm gonna go out on a ledge here and say terrible isn't coming.

He's pretty far from terrible. Maybe next month he'll transform into a child monster. I'll keep you updated. He pats MY back when HE'S crying. He randomly runs across the house to give hugs and kisses. If you hide under a blanket he'll ask "You okay?"

When he's crying/whining and you ask HIM if he's okay he will reply with "I'm okay" if it's not a big deal. He will tell Nash the dog to "sit" or if Nash is jumping on me Myles will tell him "no bad down!"

He will run to the living room coffee table and say "me color" when he wants his crayons and paper out. He helps collect spare change around the house and puts it in a bank. He will make me dump all the money on the floor; "I count" he says.

He knows how to count and can recognize some numbers visually and tell you what number it is in the grocery store looking at prices on the racks of things. While watching a commercial last weekend the TV said 6, 7, 8 Myles said "9" I almost crapped myself. I repeated the numbers and again he said 9.

Brooke Davidoff and Myles

You learn something new from your kids every day. If you take the time and pay attention to them.

His Grandpa Ken who lives in Reno came to visit for a long weekend. Myles took to him instantly and began calling him "PAPA." They had never met before. Myles doesn't call a lot of people he sees all the time by a name yet. But Grandpa is Papa. And after he went home weeks later Myles is still asking about Papa.

"Where are you?" He will now ask when you're not in the same room or playing hide and seek. His little cars finally go "beep beep" instead of "weeee."

He has colored cars and trucks on his wall he will point and let you know this is a "blue car" this one is a "red car." Thanks to his Grandma Michele who watches him a few days a week while daddy and mommy are at work he plays "I Spy" in the car and LOVES to point out trees and water.

He will take your keys and try to open closed doors in the house. You can't cook a meal without him at your feet "me see, me see," he will say until you pick him up and explain what your cutting or cooking. He helps me clean and do laundry "me help, me help" until you hand him a rag, or sponge or hand him some socks to throw into the washing machine. He will stand next to me and I hand him things out of the washing machine for him to put in the dryer.


You can't go grocery shopping without him saying "hi" to everyone and "baby" to every child under 5. With kids in strollers he cannot see he will say "baby night night."

He can spot the moon in the sky and point it out to you. Let you know "burrrr snow" when it's snowing on TV or in a picture. He will also tell you when it's raining and burr will also follow that. Since we live in Seattle and we still have the heat on a few times a week and we're still sleeping in footie PJs in JUNE.

On our drive home from Grandma Michele's house, Myles will pick the music we listen to. In the rearview I watch him either dance, clap or shake his head NO when something apparently sucks. When I want to clean the house I can just put on some music and he will dance in circles and giggle.

I can't imagine anything terrible about another year of watching him grow, learn and play.

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Brooke Davidoff

Brooke Davidoff

Brooke grew up in San Diego, Calif., and from a young age she wanted to change the world with her words. She has been writing poetry since 1992, and majored in journalism in school.

She was diagnosed with AIDS when she was eleven weeks pregnant in her first year of marriage. She is now a single mother living in Long Beach, Calif.

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