Well, our littlest guy said his first "real" word yesterday- "cheese". Now he's saying it over and over whenever he wants anything to eat or drink- he's very proud of his ability to actually voice a want or need in a language other than screaming his head off, which he's done basically since the moment he was born.
I say first "real" word because he's said "mama" "dada", and something that sounds like "kitty" when referring to the cat- oh, and he can bark really well. But, cheese he said very clearly, standing on the floor looking up at the counter that had on it a block of, well, cheese.
It's sort of funny- how those little things are such milestones for a baby- he'll say cheese, and lots of other words all the time for the rest of his life, and they'll be just words. But that very first one is somehow different. It's like suddenly, that one little word means so much more than "cheese".
It became the first instant Ezra's little voice produced a sound that had context and meaning that another person can understand perfectly. It became the joy of watching the spark light up his eyes as he heard himself say a word and saw me smile at him and respond. It became that first little step over the threshold from infancy to childhood. The sound of his voice saying "cheese" instantly carried the meaning of all future words his voice will ever utter.
Finally, he has the tools necessary to take that giant leap from this:
I say first "real" word because he's said "mama" "dada", and something that sounds like "kitty" when referring to the cat- oh, and he can bark really well. But, cheese he said very clearly, standing on the floor looking up at the counter that had on it a block of, well, cheese.
It's sort of funny- how those little things are such milestones for a baby- he'll say cheese, and lots of other words all the time for the rest of his life, and they'll be just words. But that very first one is somehow different. It's like suddenly, that one little word means so much more than "cheese".
It became the first instant Ezra's little voice produced a sound that had context and meaning that another person can understand perfectly. It became the joy of watching the spark light up his eyes as he heard himself say a word and saw me smile at him and respond. It became that first little step over the threshold from infancy to childhood. The sound of his voice saying "cheese" instantly carried the meaning of all future words his voice will ever utter.
Finally, he has the tools necessary to take that giant leap from this:
To this:
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