Brendenese

We talk to Brenden a lot. Jenny tries to give him a running commentary on whatever she’s doing if he’s nearby. Mommy is making a sandwich. This is a banana. You like bananas. What color is Mommy’s shirt? That sort of thing. I try to talk to him about events – what we did today, whom we’re going to see tomorrow.

We picked it up from our friend Renee. Traditionally, some adults like to use baby-talk with very young children and even some older children. They use a higher pitch and speak a mixture of real words and nonsense, assuming they don’t understand. I never really thought about it until we watched Renee talking to her kids. She spoke to them like they were real people who understood every word she said. Obviously, she knew they didn’t, but apparently they understood plenty. We were really impressed with how eloquent they were as a result. So we’re trying the same approach with Brenden.

His vocabulary has really increased over the last month or so. He says some things consistently now, such as Momma, Dadda, YaYa, water (wa-wa), Elmo (Mel-mo) and mower (mow-mow). On occasion he also says many other semi-distinguishable words, including Holly (Ha-ye), Jedda (Edda), cracker, and pretty. Sometimes he says a word once very clearly but won’t say it again for any reason. He won’t say most words on command because he’s stubborn and doesn’t want to be our trained monkey, but we keep trying. Naturally, he says plenty that leaves us scratching our heads and nodding blankly. However, between his words, pointing, and baby sign language, he can often get his message across. Mealtime is one of the hardest times because he can’t say the words for most foods. He points in a general direction, signs “please”, and depends on us to figure him out.

What really amazes me, though, is how much he can understand. We ask him if he wants a particular food that he’s had before, and he might tell us yes or no, and his answer generally corresponds to whether he’ll actually eat it that day. I can give him simple instructions, such as “go show Mommy the mail”, and often he’ll do it. (if he feels like it, of course) We can ask him if he needs a diaper change or wants to go to bed and get an answer. We’re having a blast trying to teach him English and watching him learn it.

Minty Fresh

For a while now I’ve wanted a good personal finance application for our Mac. PC users often like Quicken, but Quicken for Mac apparently doesn’t work nearly as well, and I couldn’t find a good alternative. Then I discovered a free personal finance website called Mint.com.

What I wanted most was a tool to do two things: track our spending against our budget and gather all of our financial account data into one location for easy viewing. With a couple of exceptions, Mint.com does both. I can set a budget for any number of categories (pharmacy, electric bill, groceries, etc.), download my credit card transactions, and easily (often automatically) map the transaction to the category, giving me a running total for each month. If I exceed my budget for a category, the site emails me an alert message. I can rollover my budget from month to month if my spending varies. Sure, it doesn’t have all the advanced features of some programs, but it’s FREE, it’s secure, it works, and I can access it from anywhere.

The Truth about Tryptophan

Around this time of year, people love to offer the scientific “fact” that turkey makes you sleepy because it contains a chemical called tryptophan. While it’s true that turkey does contain some tryptophan, don’t blame the turkey for your drowsiness after the Thanksgiving feast. The real blame lies with the massive amount of carbalicious mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, casseroles, bread, pumpkin pie, apple pie, and other delights on the plate next to the turkey plus the alcohol you might consume. Check out this article from Live Science for details. The excellent Snopes.com addresses the misconception as well.

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Grandma Romo

Jenny and I were driving through my parents’ neighborhood tonight when the car in front of us stopped and the door opened. I was a little nervous, not knowing what to expect. The driver, a smiling woman in her 70s with an interesting, unplaceable accent, stepped out and walked back to me. “I’m lost!” she said. She’d gone to the store and couldn’t remember how to get back to her grandson’s house on a nearby street. “Tony Romo’s my grandson”, she explained. I see. Well, I couldn’t remember exactly where the street was, but we couldn’t let Tony’s granny down.

I fumbled around on my iPhone map trying to locate the street until Jenny, wise as she is, asked Grandma Romo if she wanted to follow us there instead. She happily agreed, so we drove off with her in trail. Soon she stopped at (we hope) the right house, and we drove off. My brush with Cowboys greatness was over.

In retrospect, I could have done all sorts of obnoxious things like asking for Tony’s autograph or trying to score some tickets. I could’ve simply asked her to tell Tony good luck in the big game against the Redskins on Sunday. But I didn’t. The weirdness of the whole situation kept my brain from working correctly.

Random Facts about Me for November 2009

It’s not always easy to come up with ten facts! Let’s see how I do…

  1. My left eyelid droops a bit, especially when I’m tired.
  2. I weigh about what I did in high school, actually less than I weighed when I played on the tennis team. I credit good genetics rather than any particular effort by me.
  3. My mind frequently moves faster than my mouth, giving me a tendency to mumble, talk too fast, and combine words improperly (e.g. if I’m quickly debating whether to call something either fast or quick, I might say it’s “quist” instead). That’s one of the main reasons I would rather write than talk. At least in writing, I have a delete key.
  4. I wrote a novel in high school. It wasn’t all that great, but I’m proud that I finished it because it took a lot of work. I rewrote it over the next few years and then turned it into a screenplay. Neither has been sold or probably ever will, and I’m OK with that.
  5. I wish I could play piano and compose like Vince Guaraldi, the guy who provided the fantastic jazz music for the Charlie Brown Christmas special. I just downloaded that album using one of my iTunes gift cards I got for my birthday.
  6. I do a lot to be green, but not as much as I could. I drive an efficient car conservatively, reuse shopping bags, go easy on the thermostats, try not to water my lawn, etc. One of the greenest changes I could make would be to go vegetarian, but I just can’t bring myself to do it because A) it would make my life much more complicated, especially when eating out or at family functions, and B) I just like meat too much.
  7. I once had dinner in New York sitting a few feet away from the stuttering lawyer from My Cousin Vinny. No, I didn’t bother him. And no, he didn’t stutter.
  8. Childishly, I am still bitter that I got wait-listed by Rice University instead of accepted outright. I wouldn’t have gone there either way, but I still wanted to be accepted. It’s a pride thing that I need to work through.
  9. Although I have a very Western perspective on medicine (measurable, scientific, evidence-based, etc.), I wonder whether Eastern medicine has validity as well. After all, hundreds of millions of people believe in it and trust their bodies to it.
  10. In sixth grade I studied tae kwon do for about a year and really enjoyed it, reaching the intimidating rank of green belt. Someday I’d like to try it again, possibly with Jenny and the boys if they are interested. It was a great way to improve balance, strength, grace, discipline, and self-confidence.