Since S moved downstairs to the 2-3s room at nursery, she’s really come along with her words. It seems like every day she’s learning new words… but also, the words she did know, have become much more clear.
Mr Tumble used to be mummle but now he’s Tumble.
Elephant used to be dint but now it’s eh-dint – with an amazing noise/action combo
Her name used to be rare-uh but now it’s sa-rare-uh-lou
Penguin used to be ingin and now it’s genguin
She’s started to speak in short sentences; when I ask, are you finished with that toast, shall I take it away? She invariably responds with No, me eat it. If she’s watching the TV and ignoring me when I speak to her (which happens when Fireman Sam is saving Pontypandy), and I ask if I should switch the TV off, her response is no, want it on.
Last night as I was putting her to bed, she gave me a slightly over-enthusiastic cuddle, and bumped on my shoulder. She stood up, saying my chin! and I was struck by how much easier things are now S has enough words to be able to tell me what’s wrong most of the time. Her favourite thing is to point out a bump on her foot and ask for cream on it. Yesterday morning she woke up saying she had a sore cheek, and could she have some cream on it.
She’s also learned words like more and big and tiny and knows how to use them; at my mum’s the other day she asked for more carrots, and when I told her Auntie Smooch had a tiny baby in her tummy she responded with no, it’s a big one.
After two years of wandering about chatting to her without an answer (except when we used to exchange raspberries in the queue in Costa), we can now have a proper conversation. Shall we go in here, would you like this, let’s have a shower. She joins in and has something to say on most things in our lives, and it makes things so much more fun!
To finish, here’s a video of that amazing elephant impression: