There’s an article today that says recent studies show that once toddlers master easy words, their speaking abilities take off. This comes just as MRP has been doing some reading about vocal jargon babbling, the fancy words for “my 16 month old doesn’t actually say any discernible words but instead makes complex vocal noises as though he is speaking in tongues as a result of being possessed by demons.”
To his credit, D. does now spontaneously say bah-bye while waving, most of the time when someone is actually leaving. The usual mama, dada, and no seem to be eluding him so far.
And he understands a lot, for example, he can point to his midsection when you say, “Where’s your tummy?” On the other hand, it’s so huge it would be tough for him to miss it.
The doc told us not to worry about it, which Mister MRP and I were not doing until the doc told us not to. We’re just hoping that when this so-called “word spurt” does come along, it doesn’t turn out that he was, in fact, trying to put hexes on us all along.
In the meantime, I have heard anecdotal evidence that the kids who don’t talk right away become grown ups who don’t stop talking. And I say that with deep affection, you know who you are.