We caught my little sister Beth cheating while playing the card game "War" when she was four years old. I know that doesn't sound like a proud moment, but we were all impressed she was smart enough to know how to cheat.
Similarly lately Killian has learned how to disagree with us. But the novelty of hearing him express his own emotions and opinions has not worn off. This is magical to me, even more so than when he learned to walk or other milestones.
The other day Killian was throwing markers from the table onto the floor. Mike asked him to stop and Killian without hesitation said, "But it makes me happy."
Killian repeats a lot of things he hears, but I love hearing new phrases from him that he hasn't picked up from us, just like his "It makes me happy" statement.
Whether it was another cookie or a bedtime story, I used to get Killian to agree and understand to just one more, by saying "This is the last one," while holding out my finger. "Can you say 'this is the last one?'" He would repeat it while holding out one finger, showing he understood, and then there would (usually) be no drama after that story or cookie was done.
Now that trick doesn't work at all. He just squints, shakes his head, and says, Noooo.... NOT the last one. He's not so easily convinced.
A sentence I hear a lot of these days, as he's attempting something potentially not-so-safe: No, Mommy, it IS safe! He nods his head reassuringly.
When we headed to church one morning (we've been going to the Unitarian church recently), he exclaims, Nooooooooo, go to Target and Trader Joe's instead! I really chuckled at that. That's definitely my son whose instinct is to rather go shopping on a Sunday morning instead :)
One of my favorite "tricks" of his: "What do you want for breakfast?" Chocolate ice cream. I say incredulously "Chocolate ice cream?!" And then he replies like we twisted his arm, Ok sure. (Don't worry he doesn't trick me that easily.)
Killian loves to demonstrate his individuality.
In other news, Killian is now starting to show the first signs of sibling rivalry - a little jealousy of Mick. I'm not sure what exactly (if anything) prompted it. Maybe the fact that Mick is no longer a little quiet newborn any more, but someone he sees me increasingly playing and interacting with. Lately he will cry Put Mick down! Hold me! Hold me! He really enjoys playing the "Mommy Kitty Kat Baby Kitty Kat" game and I think this role-playing helps. This involves crawling around the floor with us saying "meow," but also finding cozy places around the house for Baby Kitty Kat to snuggle with Mommy Kit Kat. As we cuddle he says, "I'm the baby and you're the mommy." It's his way of getting to be my baby again.