"Pooper mate noises"

Have to get this recorded.  First, Cooper calls himself "Pooper."  It's been fun to listen to his language skills develop, especially all the different things he's called himself.   First was Pootah, then Toopah, and now Pooper.  Getting closer.

For the last few days Coop has been VERY interested in seeing what kinds of noises he can make.  That was part of my recent blog with him making drums out of the kitchen bowls.  He's been tapping on everything in sight, screaming at various decibels, throwing things from various heights and distances, and such.  It's been amusing to watch his little experiments with sound.  If he hears something in the distance or in the background, he'll stop and either identify the sound, or ask what it is.  Yesterday his favorite sounds seemed to be at the playground.  The first was me tapping my ring on the metal bars, making a "ding, ding, ding" sound, according to Cooper.  He was fascinated by it.  Second was when he was running around one of the big metal poles of the slide with his hands wrapped around it, making a squeaking sound from his sweaty hands sliding on the pole.  He did that for several minutes, which is a lot for a 2-year old attention span.  I just watched him as he gleefully ran around the pole at different speeds to see what would happen, all on his own.  No encouragement or ideas from me.  I love watching his little brain work and learn.

The other thing I want to record is his new nickname:  Fukushima, or Fuki for short.  Fukushima is the nuclear plant in Japan that had a meltdown after the tsunami earlier this year.  Fukushima in our house is the 2-year old that has meltdowns several times a day, timed mostly near mealtimes and sleep times.  Grammie can attest to the meltdown of this afternoon that was occurring when she called me, and ensued nearly the entire time we were on the phone.  Ah, my little Fuki.  So if years from now we're still calling him that, it's been documented where it came from.