Two-word stories

Matthew's been telling a lot of two-word stories lately, recounting super-exciting events in his life.

It all began with a one-word story, actually. One day he had dirt in his hair when we were at the playground. I brushed it out of his hair. He spent weeks reliving the excitement, saying "dirt" and grabbing his hair.

Then Jeff's parents visited, probably two months ago now. There was a wasp in our livingroom, and his dad swatted it with a broom. This is one of Matt's very favorite stories: "Grandpa. Bee!"

At Thanksgiving, Matthew's most memorable moment, apparently, was eating ham. And Jeff's dad was there. He tells this story a lot: "Ham. Grandpa." Over and over again with the ham.

Sometimes Matt wants to look at pictures of my dad on Facebook, and one of his favorites is of him on the ground with Murray the dog. Matt will go over to the computer, point to it, and say, "Grandpa! Boom!" Sometimes he throws in his dog-barking noise for good measure.

Matt has a shirt that says "Big Brother" in iron-on letters, and the second B fell off. It was a big event! It's one of his newer stories: "Uh-oh! B! Uh-oh! B!" Usually it's followed by out-of-control laughter.

Another good one is when we walk in the neighborhood, Matt reminds me of how things used to be but aren't anymore. For example, a house near ours has a small fountain in the yard that hasn't had water in it for months. But don't worry! Matt will remind you that there used to be water there! And how exciting it will be for him when it's turned back on in the spring. Another house has a chair under a tree, and the chair used to be tipped over. Now it's not, but don't worry! Matthew will remind you, "Chair! Boom!"

How many fun times in your life can you recount with just two words and some enthusiastic gesturing?