Matthew loves Sesame Street, I mean he LOVES it more than anything else. The theme song comes on and he goes nuts… running and dancing and singing. Sesame Street = baby crack.
A couple weeks ago he picked up a new word, and it sounded much like Ahhh – ohhhh. If you have ever seen ‘Meet the Fockers’ it sounded much like when the baby was saying ‘ass–hooole’.
I finally put two and two together and figured out he was saying ehh-moh which meant Elmo. Either he wants to play with his Elmo toy (which we just had to get after a trip recently to Toys R’ Us) or he wants us to turn on Sesame Street on TV (which we TiVo for him).
Well this morning after breakfast he brought me the remote and started asking ehh-moh over and over. I gave in only because I was busy making dinner for tonight and did not want him underfoot as I was boiling beans and browning hamburger for chili.
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