Baby Blase

So… it has been brought to my attention, by a very wise woman, that a child’s official “first word” does not necessarily have to be enunciated perfectly. That as long as it is close to the actual sounding word, that the child understands the meaning and that he uses it often – it counts.

OOPS.

Yeah, so, H has a few words, then. For a while, now. And I have failed to record it. Or even acknowledge it. I guess I’ve been waiting around for him to start reciting “The rain in Spain…” in his best post-Professor-Higgins-accent to recognize the accomplishment.

From memory, a list of the kids “words”:

DaDa – this one is crystal clear. He wakes up every morning and points to Marc and screams DADA!

MaMa – this has been a looong time in the making. Even though he’s going through his very first mommy-clinging-period, he rarely says MaMa. For a long time he has mumbled mamamamamama, but, to look at me and say MaMa is rare.

TRUCK – this is more like a “Tra” or a “Ta…Tru” kind of a sound. But, today at the Kidzone he walked right over to a truck, pointed, looked at me and said “Tra!”

THAT! – I’m pretty sure this is his first word. It’s kind of a “DAT” or “DAD” sound. But, it means “that thing, that I’m pointing at…. I want you to grab it, give it to me and tell me what it is… NOW!”

That’s all I can remember now, because I’m a horrible, horrible person.

Listening: RJD2