It Was All Yellow

     There is this song from Coldplay from 2000 that I used to listen to all of the time in college and the words were something about everything being yellow, "It was all yellow," I think were the words. I'm not the best with lyrics so I'm not quite sure what all was yellow in the song, but I do know that with Juliana every color is yellow. When she was first starting to talk, every thing that she saw was yellow. I will show her a blue crayon or a red block and say, "What color is this?" She would then say loud and proud, "Lellow!" By the way, lellow is baby for yellow.

     I'm not sure why "lellow" is the word that my kids like to say so much. Weston used to say it so much that his favorite color is now yellow by default. When every color is yellow and you ask Weston what color cup or plate or crayon he wants he always says yellow so he always gets yellow. He sees yellow all of the time because it's now his default favorite color like most boys' favorite color is blue and most girls' favorite color is pink. It works out fine for things like plates and shirts and crayons, but not as well for lollipops. When I ask all of the kids what flavor lollipop they want, Weston will instinctively say yellow, which is then met with a scrunched up face after taking the first lick of the sour lemon lollipop that I just handed him.

     Juliana has moved past just saying that everything is yellow and is talking, though every color is still yellow. She is not just talking a little though, she is talking a lot. And loud. She is saying full sentences now and she's not even two. When Weston was two, I wasn't sure if he was ever going to really talk at all. Juliana though is turning out to be a real loquacious little girl that has more to say than she even has words to speak. I can only imagine what it will be like years from now. She will have a full novel of a story to tell me when she gets home from school and by bedtime she will still be only half way through the thoughts and feelings of the first few hours of her day.

     Her talkative nature is good for me though, because I am a good listener. That is what I do best. I can sit there and listen and listen and listen. It's good for me because it makes me a very likable person and all I have to do is sit there while whoever I'm listening to spills their heart and soul out all over the place. Right now Juliana's speaking is short. Actually, most of her sentences are run on words so that her sentences are just one really long word instead of several distinctly different words such as, "whereditgo," for "where did it go," and, "imerighthere," for "I'm right here." I'm looking forward to the days ahead when she will be able to tell me all that she is thinking and feeling in distinct words and sentences, but for right now, it's nice that it's all yellow.