For those of you who have been breathlessly following the linguistic saga of D., now 20 months, the moment we’ve been waiting for seems to have finally arrived: the word spurt.
After months of vocal jargon babbling, D. is suddenly treating us to an evergrowing potpourri of words. Many of these have to do with food, natch: apple (which usually means apple, but also potato, tomato, or onion), pear, cookie, cracker, pizza, and more pizza. And newton for Fig Newtons.
I realized we were in the midst of the word spurt when, driving down the highway, he got in a total panic pointing out a digger by the side of the road. But instead of calling it a bus (which has for the last few months meant anything from truck to van to fire engine to an actual bus), he actually called it a digger.
Which leads to our new favorite game: get D. to repeat the word you just said. Even S. (age 4) joins in the fun: “Say hippo! [lion, bear, baby, fish, daddy, etc.]” It’s hours of fun — try it with your nearest toddler.
He still refers to horses as neighs though. Something to work on.