Two syllables, three syllables, five....and three word pairs...whoa!
Gardner's language skills are taking off on us, and we're not prepared for it!
It seems like in no time at all he went from a simple "Da-da" to what he's talking up now.... words like bellybutton and dishwasher and hippopotamus. And to top it off, he's speaking in word phrases now, not just single words.
Makes me feel like I want to grab time by the collar and say, "Wouldya please slow down!!??"
What does come with a greater cognition and recognition of people is an even greater attachment to Mommy and Daddy. Gardner will look up as we're strolling him, or reach out while we're driving him down the road. "Mama, Daddy, Mama, Daddy...." he'll chant, and his blue eyes will sparkle with contentment. Ken and I have hearts that melt all over the floorboard, and we realize (again) that this truly is the life.
One of the funniest things we've heard so far as he practices his speech is word morphing. A prime example would be the other afternoon, as we were leaving the driveway of Ken's parents' house. "By-bye, Meh-ma-ma." (Grandmama.) "By-bye, Meh-ma-ma. (pause) Meh-ma-ma. Meh-ma. Meh-meh. Meh-mi. Mi-mi. MI-MI!!!" (That would be Mimi...his other grandmother.)
Already Gardner knows where Baby is and if I dare mention her out in public, my shirt is pulled before I know it, and he's pointing her out to every passerby. "Babeee! Baaabeee!" Darn these elastic-band waist maternity pants. No trendy belt to be seen here. But still, my heart swells with joy as our son points out to everyone his new little sister on the way.
I know that in no time I will be having actual conversations with my little guy. I can't even fathom that concept. I have my pen (and keyboard) ready to write down all of the delightful (and hilarious) concepts and questions that he will throw out.
That's what's so great about being a parent. Every moment is amazing as you live it. But then, there's always....always....something to look forward to.
It seems like in no time at all he went from a simple "Da-da" to what he's talking up now.... words like bellybutton and dishwasher and hippopotamus. And to top it off, he's speaking in word phrases now, not just single words.
Makes me feel like I want to grab time by the collar and say, "Wouldya please slow down!!??"
What does come with a greater cognition and recognition of people is an even greater attachment to Mommy and Daddy. Gardner will look up as we're strolling him, or reach out while we're driving him down the road. "Mama, Daddy, Mama, Daddy...." he'll chant, and his blue eyes will sparkle with contentment. Ken and I have hearts that melt all over the floorboard, and we realize (again) that this truly is the life.
One of the funniest things we've heard so far as he practices his speech is word morphing. A prime example would be the other afternoon, as we were leaving the driveway of Ken's parents' house. "By-bye, Meh-ma-ma." (Grandmama.) "By-bye, Meh-ma-ma. (pause) Meh-ma-ma. Meh-ma. Meh-meh. Meh-mi. Mi-mi. MI-MI!!!" (That would be Mimi...his other grandmother.)
Already Gardner knows where Baby is and if I dare mention her out in public, my shirt is pulled before I know it, and he's pointing her out to every passerby. "Babeee! Baaabeee!" Darn these elastic-band waist maternity pants. No trendy belt to be seen here. But still, my heart swells with joy as our son points out to everyone his new little sister on the way.
I know that in no time I will be having actual conversations with my little guy. I can't even fathom that concept. I have my pen (and keyboard) ready to write down all of the delightful (and hilarious) concepts and questions that he will throw out.
That's what's so great about being a parent. Every moment is amazing as you live it. But then, there's always....always....something to look forward to.
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