I’m safe writing these ’cause I have to pick my MIL up at the train station very soon, so I can’t get too braggy, right?
This language thing is fun. Noah has developed his own unique way of making sentences faster. He says one word and signs the other like “stop / cat(signed)” for “stop, cat!” At the same time.
He tells massive stories. The longest one so far goes “tv snow train like dada car bye-bye” which translated means, “I watched the Thomas the Train episode where he gets stuck on the snow on the ‘tv’ (ok, on YouTube), that I like, before daddy went to work”
He can’t say glasses so he calls them cock. He has been going around a lot asking for “Dado’s cock” (Dado used to be himself, but today he got “Noah” down a few times so I think his alter ego Dado is about to be laid to rest.)
Today apparently (he was with V.) he was at his playtime class thingy and one of the mothers was looking for the hammer and saying “where’s the hammer?” He was pointing at it and no one noticed so finally he shrieked “there!” and pointed again. He doesn’t have a play hammer, so not sure how he knew what it was.
He signed “I love you” to me. Be still my heart.
I am LOVING the language thing with Jamie. I haven’t, however, gotten the “I love you” yet. Verbally. If he’s sitting in my lap, and I say “I love you,” he’ll put his hands on my cheeks, and touch my forehead with his. Melt. :-)
Oh, and “Dado’s cock”? Hee hee!!!!