I mentioned in a recent post that I would have to explain the P words around our house so here is goes...Ever since Parker and McKenna started talking they have had their own series of names for each other.
First is was Parper and Parper (no one's name was McKenna)
Next it was Parker and Parker (still no McKenna). This phase went on for a long time, so long that Mark and I were wondering if they would be the first set of multiples to head to kindergarten insisting that they had the same name.
We have now graduated to Parker and Penna. So at least the girl has her own name plus every once in a while we get lucky and Parker will squeeze in an M, calling her MaPenna. We are on our way, identity crisis in kindergarten avoided.
So lately we have been working on clapping their hands while I say the letters of their names. McKenna is catching on quickly, clapping with each letter and can often be seen walking around the house practicing. Parker, on the other hand, when left unassisted, claps his hands like a wild man saying "P-A-R-P-A-R" and any other letters that he decides to throw in and of course cheers for himself immediately. All of McKenna's practicing is paying off though because she can now do it on her own. She comes up to me very proudly and claps while she says "M-C-K-E-N-N-P" and there is that P again. It is always somewhere. No matter how many times I do it with her she puts the P in every single time.
I had to blog about the P phenomenon because it is one of those little things that I hope to always remember, especially when they are big and grown and not so inseparable anymore.