My Son, the T-Rex

Brixton's doing this new thing lately.  It's a new face with a noise.  It's awful.  I've been around a lot of kids in my life and I've never heard a noise like this.  

First, he scrunches up his nose and makes his mouth into an angry 'O'.  His lips are all tense and puckered out.  

Second, he looks right at you.  Right at your soul.

Third, he emits a sound that is kind of like the T-Rex in Jurassic makes. You know.  That sound.  

Except Brixton makes the noise through his nose.  That's right.  It makes this horrible vibrating sound, a rattling like he's got a penny stuck up there or a sinus infection and can't breathe, except he can but he's just figured out the noise Mommy Hates The Worst.  

Here's how he uses it:

Me: Here, let's play with the balloons!  Wheeeeeee!

Brixton: Brixton no want play balloon.  Brixton want pull mommy hair.

Me: Look, the blue balloons is kissing the pink one! Muah!

Brixton: Brixton no like blue balloon. Brixton no like kiss. Mommy make Brixton angry.

Me: What's...wro...NOOOOOOOO!!

Brixton:

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! (via)

Brendan was working out of town a week ago or so and we were talking on the phone.  T-Rex came out of nowhere.  "What was that?" Brendan asked, quietly, like he really didn't want to know the answer.  "Oh, that's just your son, the T-Rex."

I told my parents about The Sound.  My mom, like all things Brixton, thought it was hilarious.  This kid could shoot down the moon and my mom would think it was the best thing ever.  My dad actually brought The Sound up in conversation, wanting more details, a description.  

I gave him those things, lamenting over how awful The Sound was, how it was completely unstoppable, it was horrendous.  

He laughed.  

He laughed the kind of laugh that parents finally get to laugh when their kids have kids.  It's a laugh that comes from finally getting some revenge on those days years and years ago, when I was the baby driving my parents crazy.  It was a laugh that said, "I enjoy the torment you are going through. Really.  Keep telling me about it."  I stopped, because I didn't want to add to his sickness.

So weird.  They don't really look alike. Except for the teeth.(Via)