Just when I thought my son isn’t going to be attached to anything (stuffed animals or pacifier) other than the warm bodies of his loving parents, he started chanting a two-syllable word over and over last week: kunut, kunut, kunut, kunut!
“Kunut” is a Visayan term that means “to crumple” in English. So here I thought one of our Visayan-speaking helpers were pinching/”crumpling” his face (after how his former Yaya Lina treated him, I didn’t want to take chances). But then when he stood up and got the blanket that his Ninang Karen Miralles and Tita Maya Ibasco got him when he was barely a week old, I figured out that he was actually saying “kumot“.
These days, he can’t seem to bottle-feed without feeling his kunut in between his hands! I can’t help but remember Mommy Maggie’s post about her own Lucas’ obsession with his own blankie tuloy! (Yes Maggie, alagad na rin ni Linus of Peanuts si Raviv!) Last week, when we gave him milk before going to school, he demanded his kunut!
Good thing I was able to take it away from him when we arrived at his school! But upon getting home, he just can’t nap without it!
I honestly do not know how to react with his current craze. I read from “What to Expect in the Toddler Years” that it’s normal for toddlers to have a security blanket (in Raviv’s case, it’s literally a blanket). These security blankets, often in the form of a stuffed animal or pacifier, help calm babies especially when they’re in an unfamiliar territory. But a friend told me that her 7-year old daughter can’t sleep without her Baby ‘Nan (short for “Baby Unan”). I don’t want Raviv to be too dependent on something, or even someone. In fact I immediately weaned him off his pacifier when he was four months old (I hid it because his former yaya was also dependent on it–it was her “secret weapon” to pacify Raviv. Well, I wanted her to be more creative.)
Anyway, I also can’t deny it’s kinda cute. Here’s Raviv with his kunut:
And it just gets cuter! This afternoon he covered his whole face with his kunut and walked around the house with his arms stretched out before him. And then he would bump into something and stumble. And we would laugh because he would rise again and try walking again. 🙂
I wonder when Raviv’s kunut craze would end.
Mommies and non-mommies, do you have your own kunut stories?
Tell me what you think!
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