Mike takes the stage

I shared in one of my previous blogs about my nephew Jimmy and it's time Mikey had the spotlight.

Tonight, I've been enjoying a very entertaining conversation with my sister, liberally sprinkled with Mikey-isms. I need to share just a few.

Today, while napping at his baby-sitter's, Miss Steffy, her daughter came into the room to get some toys. By this time, Mikey was awake from his nap and when he saw the girl, he looked straight at her and said, "You're not Miss Steffy."

When my sister failed to see some little feat he had performed, and she admitted she had, Mike's patronized response: Well.

Also, tonight, he has been using a toy contraption of some sort to shoot projectiles across the room, calling to his mommy, "I'm going to get you!" My sister playfully calls back to him not to hit her, and when he does (through sheer luck), she cries foul. In fact, she puts her hand over the boo-boo and asks him to come "kiss it and make it better". ("Kiss it, make it better" is the standard in our family for making minor boo-boos go away.) So Mike comes over and says, "Okay, move your hand."

Mikey, by the way, is only 2 1/2 years old but talks as if he is closer to four, and delivers all his lines with the inflection of the same. I mean, the kid can use "apparently" in a sentence! It isn't until he gets hurt or throws a tantrum that you see the two-year old come through. That, and his physical coordination is still developing.

Trust me, if you ever have the opportunity to hang around Mikey-boy, take some time to listen to his conversation. A gem is liable to come up. It is always worth a listen!