Word Up Wednesday - Whoa

So I know it's Wednesday, but I don't have a great "word" for today. What I do have - and always seem to have - is another story about my baby.

Obviously since Knox is not even 11 months old yet, he doesn't say a lot. What he does (and exceptionally well, I might add) is squeal with glee, grunt and roar, and grind his eight teeth (yes, I said eight). Since he's so young, it's amazing to me when he does speak... or rather, when he puts his random sounds together and they form an English word. A word like "Whoa."

Knox has been saying whoa since he was about eight months old and, being the comedic genius that he is, his timing is always pretty hilarious. You should see the looks we get when we stroll down the city sidewalks, not necessarily fast or reckless, and Knox yells, "Whoa! Whoaaaa! Whoa-oa-oa-oooa!" You would think he was on a roller coaster ride or something. But the kicker is that passersby look at me - at me! - with judgment as if, "That woman really needs to be more careful with her baby."

He also likes to break it out on the elevator, squealing with glee as the doors close and the floors light up, but then saying, "Whoa," when the doors open or when someone gets on. And on the subway, he bursts folks' personal space bubbles all the time. Either I am too slow to stop him or the people engage him, but either way, he is often found pointing his little index finger at them until he touches their hair, arm, or face. Then he looks up at their faces and says, "Whoa."

But the best time I've heard him break out his catch phrase was at church a couple of months ago. Pastor Mark was talking about asking God for the desires or our hearts, but being 100% sure that we really want what we ask for. His example was patience. He said that when we ask God for patience, He won't just suddenly grant us patience, but will grant us with opportunities to be patient (i.e. put annoying people or circumstances in our lives). It was a pretty deep thought, which is why so many fellow church members around us giggled when 9 month old Knox said, "Whoa."

Anyway, when it's all said and done, there are other sounds he could be putting together with way worse meanings, so we embrace the Whoa. For example, Knox has recently been using that mouthful of teeth to "shhhhhhh" while also clicking his tongue to his teeth making a crisp "t" sound - - Whoa.