Monday, August 11, 2008

Tank Yooo


Thanks to those of you who've taken the time to visit racetoraeleigh.com; I'll post updates as we go along. Thanks again!

In other news ...

Since birth, Rain has communicated largely by grunting approval/disapproval and crying. My niece, who is about 8 months old, has made all kinds of babbles since she was born. Rain was never like that. Her baby book had a place every month to update "New Words I Learned," and I felt like writing, "See previous month." How many variations of "Ahhhh" could there be?

Then came the slow interest in verbiage. Rain started with "Da-ee" ("Daddy") and "Ma!" A few weeks ago she added things like "Oh!" and "Oh, wow!" To hear her make words was surprising and weird. Then about two weeks ago, Rain didn't seem satisfied with the basics anymore. She looked as if she was concentrating on the sounds coming out of my mouth. She would point to a light, and I would say, "Light." Even though she would answer, "Ga," every time she saw a light she would say, "Ga." I was happy that at the very least she was consistent.

Then 3 days ago, it happened. This is exactly the way it went down:

Rain fell asleep in her crib at 9:00. At 4 A.M., she started crying in her bedroom. Tim brought her to me, and I fell asleep holding her. At 7:00 (her usual wake-up time), Rain sat up in bed. We opened our eyes and stared at her. She pointed to the bed and said very clearly, "What is it?"

Tim and I stared at each other. Very slowly, Tim said, "Um, a blanket?"

Rain considered this for a second and said, "Oh."

Is this the way it happens?? She goes to sleep at 9:00, and somehow 10 hours later she speaks English? This was no fluke, either. Since then, Rain has pointed to things over and over to ask, "What is it?" or "What's that?" She's clearly delighted that we're communicating on some level.

The same day, "What is it?" appeared, Rain and I were playing with blocks in her room. As usual, I handed her blocks as I said, "Thank you" and "You're welcome." After a minute, she handed me a block, and as sweetly as possible, said, "Tank yooo."

My kid just used a polite phrase? Tissue, please.

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