Uppy

He says 'Oh, why not', he likes to know the reasons why, but he doesn't get uppy about it […]

'Don't get uppy with me, son. Give me that back.'

“I want uppy," he whined. The boat sped up my throat and I caught it in a weedy thrash of my hair. He whined and I played. More and more terrifically I played, making great splashes and bubbly creations.

Typically she attaches other words onto pivot words, such as “want cookie,” “want Mama,” or “want uppy.” In a few months, she combines three or more words and can do so in a grammatically correct sequence, for example, “Mama go bye-bye.”

whining. For most parents, it's like nails on a chalkboard. It's the high- pitched whiiiiiine. Do any of these sound familiar? “Youuuuuu do it, Mommy.” “Uppy, I want uppy.” Funny how a tone of voice can be our undoing.

“I want uppy, too.” The Bean pouted and stuck his thumb into his mouth. “How about if we put you in charge of Buddy?” Mom asked. She winked at Lizzie and Charles. They all knew Buddy was so well behaved that he didn't really need anyone[…]

I WANT UPPY DADA! WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO ME WHILE I'M ALONE WITH THE GIRLS? WHAT IF -- OKAY, STOP THINKING ABOUT IT! LET'S JUST WALK FOR NOW, OKAY? UPPY, DADA!