Sunday, May 23, 2010
I Love Her Words
Hearing your child start to really find her voice is magical.
My little Abbey, now 20 months, points to everything and either names it or looks at me questioningly. Then she will often attempt the new word.
When I get her out of bed in the morning, she reminds me where my nose, eyes, ears and shoulders are.
There are some words that only I can understand. I see the frustration on her face and her insistent use of a word when someone cannot understand her, and I love that I can translate.
If we have people over, or we go to someone else's house, she makes sure everyone knows that the oven, the fireplace, that cup of coffee and the toaster are all hot.
Sometimes she forgets to speak and just grunts as she points, so we remind her to use her words. I love seeing her face light up as she realises she knows how to ask for the things she wants.
When we go out, my beautiful girl says hello to everyone - she is definitely not the shy child I was.
She knows the houses in the neighbourhood that have dogs or chooks, and makes the appropriate noises as we walk past.
When we read, she will join in with the words she knows. She adds in a little 'roll over' when there are ten in the bed; the book that ends with being about 'me' is, to her, about 'Mum'.
She will point out trucks (except that she thinks they're all fire trucks - the result of spending lots of time around them, with her Dad being a volunteer firefighter), trains and buses as we drive along.
When we walk, she picks flowers and smells them, points out babies in prams and dogs out for a stroll.
The world is an exciting place in a toddler's eyes. And I love that I learn to open my eyes and soak it all in with her around.
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