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Is Wordless Wednesday ever allowed to have words? Am I failing at it, right now? Anyway, just a warning that I'm starting this feature and that until I catch up on my photos, I will be showing old photos!

Words, Words, Words

I know that you think I'm going to blog about Christmas, but you're totally wrong. First off, I don't even have the pictures from Christmas processed. Second, I'm feeling overwhelmed by the idea, though I know I've got to do it.

Let's talk about talking. While some children are veritable verbal geniuses, Nathan has tended towards the non-verbal. Sure, he whines and cries and somewhat babbles, but he's not been talking much. After all, we know when he's pleased.



And we know when he's peeved.



He gets by the rest of the time with a few signs and some pointing. However, this last month, he's been making some real progress. From one year to eighteen months, all he's been saying has been 'go', 'wow', and the occasional 'dada' or 'momomomomom' (when in distress). However, in the last month, during this Christmas season? He's been all about trying to parrot our words. His first foray into imitating came with the word bubbles. After seeing some and falling in love with them, he asked and asked for them.

"Buh! BUH!" If you rain bubbles down on his head and say the word to him, he'll just repeat his little syllable to his heart's content.

Then came 'ba' for balloon. Luckily for his speech, our grocery store is booby-trapped with balloons all over the damned place. We come home with one about once every other month.



So, now our grocery trips go something like "Ba!" Then there is pointing to a grouping of balloons. "BA!" Another group of balloons pops up for him to point at.

Then the syllables came flying in. He got the word moon pretty quickly. This is not surprising considering his tendency to point to moons in his books from the early age of about ten months. He's also started to try to say his little bah and boo sounds for bottle and book.

But today, he mastered a word that I'm sure he'll get to know well. While he was throwing his toys into the tub, I repeated, "Uh-oh!" I didn't do it to try and make him speak. I did it because he was being funny. He looked at me, threw another toy in, and said, "UH-OH!" Then, another toy. We repeated what was coming together, "UH-OH!"

I'm thinking that he's going to get a lot of use out of this word!

Sorry For the Radio Silence

I'm sorry for the silence on the blog front, folks. Turns out that my son is having some health issues including.



I've got to take care of that sweet little face first. I am blogging a bit over at Helen's food blog if you want to read some of my writing. I hope to post more before her Australia/Japan trip is over, but my son is, apparently, really anti-blogging.

Actual Conversation Overheard

At the Oxford Valley Mall, there is a play center which is great for toddlers and young ones. It's basically a tiny little area for parents to relax for a small bit. Today, we went in, and Nathan ran for a group of children. Two of the girls (one approximately 9 and the other approximately 7) in the group immediately ran towards him and started talking about how cute he was and they tickled him and petted his cheeks. One of the other boys, much younger, also started to tickle Nathan. Nathan laughed and laughed at everything that happened. The following conversation ensued.

9 year old girl: "What's his name?"
Me: "His name is Nathan."
9 year old girl: "Nathan, would you like to be my little brother?"
A little 4 year old boy: "I'm your little brother!"
9 year old girl (in a very irritated voice): "I know. Nathan, do you want to be my little brother?"

This girl followed Nathan the entire time she was there, helping him into and out of various cars and rocket ships. She would help him climb the slide stairs and then help him slide down. She would point out things and talk to him about them. Nathan responded by running and screaming like normal. Finally, her brother, angry about the whole situation, followed her around, trying to get her attention. He resorted to kicking her after she had slid down the slide herself. Which led to their mom coming over and saying, "If you're going to be jealous over a baby, we're leaving!"

The little girl pouted and asked Nathan for hugs goodbye. He would not humor her, but gave her a few farewell waves. After that little girl left, another three year old came in and promptly started to try to follow Nathan around. At one point, she was in a rocket ship and telling Nathan, "Come 'ere! Come 'ere!" He promptly ignored her too.

The ladies! They don't hold Nathan down. Not even the ones who dance with him at weddings.