Olivia has her own special language right now. It's a very different experience from Emma, who never babbled and communicated with baby-talk. She went straight to talking right around eighteen months and hasn't stopped since. Olivia, however, is on the slower track. I must admit, I love hearing her garbled way of chatting. It is so cute and sweet and she has a very definitive opinion, although you may not know what it is.
She can certainly get a point across when needed. But I keep waiting for some real words to sneak out. There have been a few. Hi. Go (when she's talking to the dogs).Baby. Momma. Dadda. I swear she tries to say Emma. She does actually say a couple of phrases if you listen closely. Here you go.
I know it will happen when she is ready. Since the only experience we have is with Emma it's hard not to compare and worry a little bit. I am, however, glad to delay the inevitable arguing and screaming that will occur shortly. There are already very one-sided arguments from Emma in the backseat. "She's looking at me!" "Olivia just shushed me!"
Ah, the moments of silence are coming to an end and I know I will think back to these times and think, damn, I had it good.
She can certainly get a point across when needed. But I keep waiting for some real words to sneak out. There have been a few. Hi. Go (when she's talking to the dogs).Baby. Momma. Dadda. I swear she tries to say Emma. She does actually say a couple of phrases if you listen closely. Here you go.
I know it will happen when she is ready. Since the only experience we have is with Emma it's hard not to compare and worry a little bit. I am, however, glad to delay the inevitable arguing and screaming that will occur shortly. There are already very one-sided arguments from Emma in the backseat. "She's looking at me!" "Olivia just shushed me!"
Ah, the moments of silence are coming to an end and I know I will think back to these times and think, damn, I had it good.
