Mark!
pamelamyers | September 11, 2011
Yesterday, Mark and I took Sam to Lenscrafters so that we could both pick out some long overdue new pairs of glasses. It took a really long time since we both needed regular glasses and sunglasses and Mark also wanted a pair of safety glasses. It takes a long time for us to pick even one new frame, much less all of those. We were in there for a while and Sam was really good the whole time. She kept running around yelling, “glasses!” and bringing me frame after frame to try on. Some of the ones she brought me were interesting….
We had been there since about 10:30 0r so and at around 12:00 Mark was done getting fitted and checking out so he offered to take Sam across the parking lot to Chik-Fil-A so that she could eat lunch and we could get her home as soon as possible for her nap. We usually put her down around 12:30 or 1:00 so it was getting late. He wanted to stop at the restroom first and I sat down with Sam to get my fitting and whatnot. When I realized that Mark had my new prescription in his pocket, I called his name to get his attention as he was way across the store.
Sam was sitting on my lap bouncing around and I wasn’t really paying much attention to her. The clerk said to me, “Did she just say, ‘Mark’?” and it finally penetrated my brain that yes, she was in fact calling his name because she heard me doing it. I asked her, “did you just call your daddy Mark?” and she smiled and tucked her little head into my chest. She knew she was being funny.
A few more times we have gotten her to do it. Tonight at Mark’s parents’ house we asked Sam, “what is daddy’s other name?” and she said, clear as a bell, “Mark!”
Sam hasn’t learned to say Pam yet (she still calls herself Nam) but I am sure it is coming. She hears — and repeats — everything we say, so we have to learn to watch ourselves and definitely screen our language, that’s for sure. She has already repeated a few, shall we say, adult-only words, thanks to us. Yikes!
