Talk Talk Talk
It's a good thing that I let myself off the hook for writing down every damn word Peeper says, as of her birthday, because there's no way I'd be keeping up now.
I had "officially" recorded 180 spoken words, as of then, and five days later told the doctor that I thought she probably had "about 200" (including new ones since I stopped tracking them, plus assuming I'd missed a few).
It's been almost two weeks since then, and I wouldn't even venture a guess as to where she is now.
250?
Could it be 300???
(Oh wait, I guess I just did, huh? That could be soooo wrong though. I am a very bad estimater.)
I keep telling myself that I'm going to pick a day and not even attempt to write down what they are, but just try to keep a running tally of how many words she uses that she didn't have as of when I stopped writing them down.
Or maybe just an hour.
(I need one of those little hand-held clicky counter thingies.)
And, as predicted, within a week of telling the doctor that she was not using any two-word phrases, she started doing that.
- Mama wawa - Mama's water
- (Something I can't remember. Shit. You see why I wrote these things down?)
- Moaw (Peeper) - Give more to Peeper.
Wait till next year.(or even sooner.) She'll be a non-stop chatterbox. It's so fun when they start asking questions, like Why? and you have to think of answers.
ReplyDeleteI remembered! "Cow moo." That was "sentence" #2.
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