Turo has been described by more than one person as “busy.” The Kindermusik teacher asked if he ever slows down. Turo loves to explore. In a new place, he has to check it all out. He just has to know what opens and closes, what goes up and down, where doors lead, where noises come from and if things will push or pull. If other people are around, he will greet them and he may grab a hand or two. The kid has to thoroughly investigate every nook and cranny. Even at home he is continually making new discoveries. Countless times a day he grabs my hand and insists that I “na,” (we think this is Amharic for come).
He has been this way from our first encounter. Within thirty minutes of meeting us, Buturo was ready to inspect his new digs. For a week in Ethiopia, he wanted to see what was outside, down the stairs, in the kitchen, in the drawers, in the office. Sometimes we would take him in our room just because it was so tiring chasing him around the guesthouse.
His curiosity hasn’t lessened since our arrival in the U.S. Our hour at Border’s storytime today clearly illustrates this. I think he may have sat down for 30 seconds. He had to check out the story area, the outlets, the sliding cabinet, the adjustable bookshelves, the toy train, the little toys they keep at child level, a table (under which he crawled), the chairs and a couple of babies. He tried to play peek-a-boo with another mother, found one song so amusing he ran around shrieking and then initiated “run away from mama” which ended with both of us giggling hysterically.
My kid may be the one other mothers shake their heads at, but I’m trying to let go of my concern that he isn’t “following the rules” when we’re out in public. I think Turo is making up for 15 months in rather stark environments and at some point he’ll figure out some of the social norm stuff. (Anyway, this is what I’m telling myself when I’m exhausted from a day with my pint sized adventurer.)
While there are a few moments when I long for him to quietly play with blocks while I make dinner or put away the dishes or sweep or [insert household task made harder by curious toddler], I am usually amused by this little guy. I hope his delight in learning new things will only continue to develop. And I hope that I can keep up with him.
He has been this way from our first encounter. Within thirty minutes of meeting us, Buturo was ready to inspect his new digs. For a week in Ethiopia, he wanted to see what was outside, down the stairs, in the kitchen, in the drawers, in the office. Sometimes we would take him in our room just because it was so tiring chasing him around the guesthouse.
His curiosity hasn’t lessened since our arrival in the U.S. Our hour at Border’s storytime today clearly illustrates this. I think he may have sat down for 30 seconds. He had to check out the story area, the outlets, the sliding cabinet, the adjustable bookshelves, the toy train, the little toys they keep at child level, a table (under which he crawled), the chairs and a couple of babies. He tried to play peek-a-boo with another mother, found one song so amusing he ran around shrieking and then initiated “run away from mama” which ended with both of us giggling hysterically.
My kid may be the one other mothers shake their heads at, but I’m trying to let go of my concern that he isn’t “following the rules” when we’re out in public. I think Turo is making up for 15 months in rather stark environments and at some point he’ll figure out some of the social norm stuff. (Anyway, this is what I’m telling myself when I’m exhausted from a day with my pint sized adventurer.)
While there are a few moments when I long for him to quietly play with blocks while I make dinner or put away the dishes or sweep or [insert household task made harder by curious toddler], I am usually amused by this little guy. I hope his delight in learning new things will only continue to develop. And I hope that I can keep up with him.
What does this do?
Cheerio? Yum.
On the move
Baby
Ohh, something to open and close
"Na"
2 comments:
Love It!!! And yes, "na" is male word for "come." If you want Turo to sit down when he is up and about, just say, "quch bel" which is male word for "please sit down."
Noted to add: The "qu" is made with with a hard "k" from the back of the throat.
I know what this is like all too well! :) I might have to try out the baggies. I haven't given him those to open and close before!
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