Master Z’s increasing ability to express himself continues to amaze and delight me.
This weekend, R started teaching Master Z to say “Book, please” when he wants us to read him book, or ten. Master Z had been resorting to pounding the reading chair and yelling at us.
By this afternoon, he had got it. He came to me, asking “Book, peez” and led me to the reading chair. Then tonight, after lullabies, he said “Book, peez”. Hmmm. He successfully extended the bedtime process, but we are so delighted that he is understanding this concept that we acquiesced and read a book to him. We’re going with the theory of instant feedback so that he knows that he is being understood. Also, at this stage it is hard to tell whether he was deliberately extending the bedtime process, or just wanting a book read to him.
Other words/phrases that he has started using:
down
off
park
appul = apple
gock = yoghurt (somehow yoghurt moved from gurt to gock very rapidly) Master Z will point out “Gock!” in the supermarket, fridge, my hands. Truly adorable.
ohke = okay (R started teaching him this after I explained how “yes” takes longer to learn than “no” because the “y” sound is harder to make. R wanted an alternative so that Master Z has the ability to say “yay” or “nay” rather than us having to guess that if he hasn’t said “no” then he must mean “yes”. It only took about two days for R to teach him to say “okay
We are starting to teach him “ta” as well as “thank-you” now. I have to accept that “ta” is going to be much easier for him to learn, however I have to learn it to as it is currently quite foreign to me. My mum was always very strict about my words and pronunciation; there were some words, such as “ta”, that we just did not say. A spill-over from her days growing up in a very. proper. family.
Master Z’s comprehension also amazes me. Every now and then I will say something to him that I don’t really expect him to understand…and he will. Today he was thrusting the bubble wand at me while I was trying to finish cleaning his room so I told him to ask Daddy to blow bubbles. He immediately walked out of the room, went into a couple of rooms, then when he couldn’t find R, he starting crying out “Daddt” until R emerged from the study.
The language geek in me is enthralled by the process of first language acquisition!
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