Daily Dose of Mama: You Kiss Your Mama With that Mowff?

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

You Kiss Your Mama With that Mowff?

My son is pretty delayed in his speech, and what he can say is often only intelligible to his nearest and dearest....at least accurately intelligible. But he is in a vocab explosion right now!

Take for example the word "shirt." Little Bug now says "shirt" a lot. He is big into identifying things all over the body, which is AWESOME and not something I will stifle, even in public.

Even though he can't pronounce the "r" sound............

And, as full disclosure, I did happen to do something recently and yelled out "SHOOT."

Little Bug also changes a lot of "oo" sounds to an "i" sound.

Please, no one tell him to "tuck" something.

6 comments:

KrisJanuary 4, 2011 at 9:42 AM
Hee, hee! It's so awesome that he's having a vocab explosion lately!
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Christine @ 12,450miles January 4, 2011 at 11:26 AM
Go Little Bug on the vocab!!

I get where you are coming from... god forbid we see a "fire truck" out in public.
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ChristineJanuary 4, 2011 at 1:52 PM
Yay for the vocab explosion, Little Bug! I had to laugh at those words, though. And I can totally relate...except that when Joel says it he actually means the bad word because he hears me say it. Oops.
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JoJoJanuary 4, 2011 at 3:11 PM
LOL! What if he tucks in his shirt? Oh boy, it's almost too tempting...
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sueJanuary 4, 2011 at 4:53 PM
omg. i can just imagine little bug saying "shirt" in his wonderful little voice! i love hearing that he is having a word explosion! we're having one around here too and i love it, except when he repeats the words i don't want him too :).
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Annie BJanuary 13, 2011 at 11:47 PM
You crack me up. LOve this.
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