Ow!
Josiah learned a new word this week: “Ow.” He has officially entered the realm of little boy-dom, full of scrapes and bruises. Most of his result from walks around our street, which makes a nice circle, just a little too long for a boy of Josiah’s age, but Momma can carry him the last house or two. Sometimes, his feet just get ahead of him, he sees a truck up ahead, or he is too busy trying to sneak a leaf in his mouth without anyone seeing, and he just falls down. These occurrences have become much fewer in recent weeks, but they still happen on occasion.
Such as Sunday. Josiah and I stayed home from church on Sunday as we suspected he was coming down with a dreadful childhood illness. A playmate broke out with it the day after we had played with her, so in order to protect all the tots in his class, he stayed home (still no signs of it, only one more day to go!) So we went for a walk, he fell, much drama ensued.
Now he can say, “ow,” and he says it often. For three days he had to wear pants at all times because if he saw his scraped knee (that he had just been crawling on), he started whimpering, the tears started falling, and he started saying, “oww, owwwww,” while pointing at his eye (his way of signing “hurt”.) Now, he’s over the tears, but he thinks about his owie all the time and points it out to us and anyone else who might pay attention.
Today he got a new owie–even with his knees covered by pants. Thankfully, it’s out of his line of vision, so hopefully the drama will be at a minimum.
(He didn’t say ow for this video, he was too busy with his truck and spotting his drink.)
Oh, gosh, we have been there with Ellie, too! Only she calls hers “bo-bo’s” (pronounced “bow-bow”). She doesn’t cry over them, she just becomes obsessed with pointing at them and telling us what they are. She also does that with “bonks”, when she hits her head on something. It was really sad/funny for a while b/c everytime we would go to my sister’s house Ellie would be bursting with excitement to see her cousin, so as soon as I got her out of the car she would run as fast as she could and then wipe out on the pavement. Everytime her scraped knees would heal, she’d scrape them up all over again.
I think it’s adorable that Josiah made such a fuss over his, even crying!