Failure to Communicate
August 9th, 2009
We’ve reached that awkward and frustrating time when Miss Mouse is starting to have and express preferences and desires but my ability to interpret those preferences is sadly lacking. Which drives us both nuts.
Sometimes it’s fairly simple. For example, I have learned that Miss Mouse will sit still in my lap (although “still” is a bit of a misnomer since she kicks her feet happily the whole time) when I am reading her Eric Carle’s “Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?” But if I crack open The Runaway Bunny, she starts squirming, flailing, and trying to escape my lap (which is a shame because that book is awesome).
But when it comes to meal times, we frequently get tangled up. Figuring out what she doesn’t want is easy. Just try to feed it to her. If she whacks the spoon away, flings the sippy cup to the ground, or spits the tasty morsel back at you, it’s her ever-so-polite way of saying “no thank you.” It’s trying to determine what she does want that’s so hard!
I’m trying to introduce simple baby signs for things like “more” and “milk” and “hungry” but she hasn’t mastered them yet. Mostly, when she wants something, she makes this ridiculous noise that is a cross between a hoot and a grunt and makes her sound like a silver back gorilla. Rendered phonetically, it might look something like “hoo hooo huuuhh.” But she doesn’t point. She just sits and hoots and bounces up and down in her chair while I frantically scour the fridge and offer her different things.
Hoo hoo huuh.
Macaroni and cheese dear? (She feeds it to the dog)
Hoo hoo huuuh.
How about some nice butternut squash puree? (Whack, she knocks the spoon away.)
Hoo hoo huuuuh.
Milk! It must be milk. (Crash. The sippy cup hits the floor).
Hoo hoo huuuh.
Mandarin oranges wedges? Ha! Yes! Victory.