I love, love, love the leaps and bounds Norton is making on the toddler talking front. Just six months ago, we were barely getting anything at all. Now his toddler talking has greatly improved… and it’s gotten useful.
I remember thinking that it was the funniest, most adorable thing when Norton would call any animal that he didn’t recognize “puppy.” And I remember the husband getting frustrated because Norton would call some random thing a puppy and he had no idea exactly what our boy was trying to convey.
One night during a bath, the husband swore that he’d teach “new kid” (our way of referring to Eudora while she was en utero) to call everything “thingy.”
Of course, I countered with asking the husband exactly how that would be a more useful method of toddler communication than just calling everything a puppy, but he disagreed. At least “thingy” was understood to be some random, clearly unnamed thing. A puppy should be at least a dog. (Not a raven, which Norton declared to be a puppy while we were at the park one day. The look on his face when that big black bird flew off was priceless.)
Last night, we had a minor breakthrough. Norton was standing in front of the pantry and pointing up at the shelf where we keep his granola bars, fruit leathers, and various other pseudo healthy snacks in bar form. (If we keep them in his reach, we’ll find granola bars scattered all over the house as he and the dogs try to tear their way through into the packaging.) He’d said his version of “granola”… which sounds like “guyo-uh.” My husband, being the wonderful and attentive father that he is, decided that this was a great time for Norton to realize that all bars aren’t granola. He pulled out a fruit leather and held it out for Norton. “Thingy,” he said.
Norton held his little arms up and repeated, “Theeny.”
My husband was thrilled. Norton got to take a fruit leather to bed.
It’s not exactly fantastic for toddler dental health, but it’s a sort of useful improvement in toddler talking. It made the husband happy, anyway. This morning, that joy was magnified when Norton repeated “thingamabob” from Sesame Street.
What kind of untraditional toddler language developments have you celebrated?