This is my two-year-old son, Cyrus. Cyrus is sweet, bright, and cuddly, but he is also filled with robust energy and loves trucks, machines, and everything at all with a loud engine. In that way he is hardly unique.
What sets him somewhat apart, however, is his precocious and peculiar use of language – his speech is advanced for his age, and he doesn’t just say things – he is obviously thinking hard about the language itself. Here are some of the things he said recently:
“Do bears eat berries?”
“Tow trucks tow trucks.”
“Tights are tight.”
He is also seriously into rhyming things, so, throughout the day, he will frequently ask me whether or not certain words rhyme. It goes like this:
“Does ‘Cyrus’ and ‘virus’ rhyme?”
“Does ‘sugar’ and ‘booger’ rhyme?”
He is not shy about making up words to make things rhyme, either. It must be for this reason that he is a big fan of Doctor Seuss, or perhaps it is his love of and the prolonged exposure to the poetry of Theodor Geisel that makes him so. Can’t tell if it’s the chicken or the egg.
Cyrus also has an incredibly expressive face – more so than my other two kids. This particular expression here is one of my favorites:
It means something very specific, and here is what it is: “I am not doing something you’ve asked me to do and I am fully conscious of the fact.” Here is how it works:
Me: “Cyrus, darling, look into the camera and smile!”
Cyrus:
He also does this cute thing where he twists his hair when he is either puzzled, tired, upset, or otherwise in need of comforting himself (or something like that):
He doesn’t just twist his hair – he twists it into pigtails:
I just love his little quirks.
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He’s the cutest. And I can’t believe the rhyming!! Sounds like a little genius.