Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Remembering... (Joel's vocabulary)

When I potty trained Sophie, she was 18 months old, and it was only then I realized how limited her vocabulary was.  She couldn't tell me "yes" or "no" when I asked her if she needed to go potty.  We started working on it, but she didn't start really talking until about 6 months later.

Fast-forward 3 years: Same story, different child.  Joel was 18 months old when I potty trained him, and his vocabulary is pretty small.  He has more words than Sophie did at his age, though.  His first real word was ball, followed soon by dada and mama.  Now he says uh-huh  and uh-uh (but in their proper contexts, so I'm counting them as real words), and last night at the table, he yelled NO! when Sophie tried to take his pineapple chunk. He says shoes, only he draws it out so it's a two-syllable word ("Sheee-eeeewws!"), and two weeks ago in Arkansas he started pushing his plate away and saying I'm full (sounds more like "I fu-uw.").  I taught him to sign please, but so far he won't say it aloud, though he does say thank you.  Then last weekend, as I packed up the food from the apartment to bring to the new house, he saw the Kraft slices and said cheese about a dozen times.

And that was it, until this morning.  I've been trying to get him to say "I love you" for about a week now, and this morning he did.  We were having breakfast while Daddy slept in, and Soph had already gone down to watch cartoons, so I have no witnesses, but I told him I loved him and he said Love you, mama, back to me.  Twice. 

I just want to remember these little bits and pieces.  Soon he'll be prattling on like his sister and I'll be begging for a moment of quiet.  :)

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