Our dear Kate is a year and a half old this week, which is absolutely ridiculous. It seems like it was just yesterday that she was sleeping twenty hours a day and getting burped after every meal, and now suddenly she's running around, climbing up on the couch, and generally pushing every limit she can find.
This is a wonderful time, really, as each day seems to bring something new, whether it's a significant milestone or just another parlor trick to amuse her ever-growing audience.
Like most toddlers, Kate loves making animal sounds. Her first impression was a shark. Nevermind the fact that sharks don't really say anything; the soft little roar that she developed last summer is still precious, even as it's been expanded to include lions and tigers. In addition to those, she also meows like a cat and barks like a dog -- and screams like a banshee.
And then there's her vocabulary. Here's a list of the words she says regularly:
Mama (clear as a bell)
milk (sounds like "mih")
uh-oh
ball
up
Sponge Bob (like this: "Bob Bob!")
And here's a list of the important words that she does not say:
Daddy.
The books all say that kids say "dada" before "mama" because it's an easier sound to make, but apparentely none of our three kids read any of those books. They all started with "mama", then waited months before talking to me. Damn them. Damn them all.
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