Really, I can’t wait until my daughter can chat away with me about her day and all the wonderous things she sees around her. These last few weeks her language has really started to develop and her bouts of screaming, pointing and screaming, and pointing and screaming and then pointing more are less and less. As she’s starting to figure this language thing out I’m becoming a bit sadder and sadder.
You see, there’s something so great about a soft smooshy no-talking back baby. She’s all adorable and cute, and only cries a little bit. She makes these adorably cute smudgy noises that mean nothing and are just for fun. My babe’s totally into singing or yammering to herself without concern. I can listen to that beautifulness for hours.
Then, the language thing got its grips on my wee tot. Most kids start figuring out how to say a couple of simple words around their first birthday – and my babe did start babbling “mama” or “dada” at that time, but she hadn’t figured out the power of those words. So, at that moment when she said “no” and everyone gasped, she mastered the whole “if I say that then I get this” thing. She figured out when she says a word, and it really makes sense, others will go out-of-control crazy.
She said, “no.” And, she said, “no” at the RIGHT time, a time that made sense, a time that others heard and then did a lot of ooohing and ahhhhing along with a whole lot of adoration.
My daughter figured it out and is now a big NO machine. She’s even got this super-cute hand gesture worked out to go along with her “no,” which makes it even more special without being annoying when she sits and says it over and over and over again for 10 minutes straight.
As we venture down this path of language, I’m trying to encourage lots of good words such as “yes” or “help” or “thank you.” But, “NO” is her favorite right now.
I’m okay with that.
At least her new favorite word isn’t “whatever” (or something worse).