Nate's language skills are improving so quickly these past few weeks. He put three words together for the first time on our drive back from Rochester ("yellow dump truck"), which was just three weeks ago. That triggered combining even more words ("big yellow dump truck") and he's now using verbs to string together more complete ideas.
We just got back from a weekend in Vermont with the Carlsons. We "slept" in the same room with Nate, who spent so very, very many of the evening hours talking. Man, the kid won't shut up these days! I guess he takes after me more than Thad, huh? He'd talk about the usual - plumber trucks, dump trucks, Julia, Didi - but he also started talking coherently about events. "Daddy make pie," "Matt boat ski," and my personal favorite, "uh-oh, Duckie, Nonnie, fall, bed." He spent hours upon hours talking to himself while we attempted to sleep. Seriously. He also sang a lot, which isn't very musical, but is pretty cute. He has quite a wide repertoire, and will often burst into his rendition of the ABCs, Twinkle Twinkle, Elmo's Song, C is for Cookie, and My Kind of Town (Chicago Is). Photos from the weekend to come when I unpack the camera.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
"My Kind of Town (Chicago Is)?" that is hilarious. I love baby babble. The best is when they wake up from a nap and are singing to themselves. But in Nate's case it sounds like he's singing himself to sleep AND when he wakes up!
Post a Comment