Discernable Nonsense
When I left for Russia, Ryan was just starting to babblespeak, and only had a few words down.
Now, Mr. Loquacious is a volcano of words, spewing forth everything from 63% of our pets' names to favorite foods to animal sounds. His 'balloon' is adorable, his 'up' still a gentle whisper, his 'please' missing the 'z' at the end but he rubs his belly as the sign says so we know what it means.
His signs are amazingly advanced, too, with "help" being particularly popular -- it's turned into more of a "want". However, the sign for help -- cupping a thumbs-up with the other hand and lifting up -- was a bit too hard, so Ryan just pounds one fist into the other and then points. I didn't know what my wife meant until I saw it, but it really does look like he's about ready to get into a fight. "You want some of this?" *smack*
Some words I've needed translated, particularly distinguishing between "Tucker" ("tckock") and "circle" ("kuhcccuh"), and his "grape" leaves a lot to be desired, specifically the g, r, a, and e, leaving us with a "p" spray (so to speak) whenever he hears the word. "Grape?" "pppppp!" "...Napkin?"
I'm not sure when she got the time, but he's terrifically adroit at identifying animal sounds, from the 'ssss' of a snake to the chest-pounding 'a-wa-wa-wa' of a gorilla (I understand we have Grandpa ("pa-pow") to thank for that). And reading a book with him last night where the focus was supposed to be a cow going night-night, there he was, identifying the "lad-doe" sitting on the back wall.
Ainsley used to lament the fact that he was saying "Daddy" a lot sooner and a lot more often than "Mommy", even when referring to her. But now, she is her own entity, and if I go into his room when he wakes up and it wasn't me he wanted, it's the most beautiful, slightly sad thing to hear peeped out of his little mouth. A slow, inquisitive, angelic, "....Ma-ma?"
*smack*
Now, Mr. Loquacious is a volcano of words, spewing forth everything from 63% of our pets' names to favorite foods to animal sounds. His 'balloon' is adorable, his 'up' still a gentle whisper, his 'please' missing the 'z' at the end but he rubs his belly as the sign says so we know what it means.
His signs are amazingly advanced, too, with "help" being particularly popular -- it's turned into more of a "want". However, the sign for help -- cupping a thumbs-up with the other hand and lifting up -- was a bit too hard, so Ryan just pounds one fist into the other and then points. I didn't know what my wife meant until I saw it, but it really does look like he's about ready to get into a fight. "You want some of this?" *smack*
Some words I've needed translated, particularly distinguishing between "Tucker" ("tckock") and "circle" ("kuhcccuh"), and his "grape" leaves a lot to be desired, specifically the g, r, a, and e, leaving us with a "p" spray (so to speak) whenever he hears the word. "Grape?" "pppppp!" "...Napkin?"
I'm not sure when she got the time, but he's terrifically adroit at identifying animal sounds, from the 'ssss' of a snake to the chest-pounding 'a-wa-wa-wa' of a gorilla (I understand we have Grandpa ("pa-pow") to thank for that). And reading a book with him last night where the focus was supposed to be a cow going night-night, there he was, identifying the "lad-doe" sitting on the back wall.
Ainsley used to lament the fact that he was saying "Daddy" a lot sooner and a lot more often than "Mommy", even when referring to her. But now, she is her own entity, and if I go into his room when he wakes up and it wasn't me he wanted, it's the most beautiful, slightly sad thing to hear peeped out of his little mouth. A slow, inquisitive, angelic, "....Ma-ma?"
*smack*
posted by Dan at 12:05 PM
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