Our laid-back little guy has finally found his voice, and it’s the cutest little voice anyone’s ever heard. Even when he’s saying “no” as I ask if he’s ready to take a nap, or as I tell him it’s time to go inside, I can’t help but smile.
I’m always fascinated by the way we learn language. Maybe it’s because of my profession but communication is one of my favorite skills to watch as it goes from different cries to different noises and hand signals and now words. It’s clear he understands complex sentences and answers questions. If I mention the park or swimming in conversation he runs to his room, grabs his shoes and sits down in front of me as if to say, “let’s go mom!” If I ask him to help my with the laundry or sweep, he toddles right over to grab a duster or a sock and put it away. I don’t mind that chores take twice as long with a toddler’s “help.” Ten years from now I know I’ll be begging him to put away a sock.
He waves and says “bye bye,” he says “night night” to his brother before bed, he points to dogs, airplanes, trucks and birds, announcing them all by name.
He’s becoming a parrot, making efforts to repeat everything we say and while most efforts are basically inaudible, he succeeds in repeating choice phrases on the first try, like “dang it.” Yes, I’ve cleaned up my language quite a bit since the first child.
He waves and says “bye bye,” he says “night night” to his brother before bed, he points to dogs, airplanes, trucks and birds, announcing them all by name.
He’s becoming a parrot, making efforts to repeat everything we say and while most efforts are basically inaudible, he succeeds in repeating choice phrases on the first try, like “dang it.” Yes, I’ve cleaned up my language quite a bit since the first child.
Toddlerhood is full of ups and downs and tantrums and messes, but it’s one of my favorite stages. I love seeing him look me in the eye and smile when I ask him a question, processing what I say as he pauses to answer in his staccato little voice- “no.”
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