Sounds like a case study, doesn't it? Poor me, I read too many of these about my own children.
Woodjie McOnion McGillicuddy Muffin McMuffin McMuffin with Cheese is raised in a language-rich environment. Worrying mother-hen old Mom is doing workboxes, reading, signing, doing the picture schedule and just about anything else but stand on her head to get the two-year-old guy to talk. I'd learn to stand on my head if I really thought it would help. And yes, that really is his nickname. Can't wait to put that on a form sometime when that's requested.
Rose, though. I'm sure we talk to her sometimes, when we get around to it. It just isn't programmed into her schedule. No flashcards. No picture books on daily activities done in precise order, no picture schedules. No PECS. She just somehow LEARNS WORDS without formal instruction.
It's very eerie. I don't think ANY kid in our family ever did that.
It's almost as though this child is learning to speak from, you know, hanging out with other people and hearing them talk. Weird.
It's interesting to see her reasoning process. She knows when she climbs to the tippy-top of the couch and stands on the edge on her tippy-tip-tip-tiptoes, about to fall and give herself a concussion, that that is called "DOOOOWNNN!" She loves to climb all the way up, balance herself precariously and look at me with a big smile and say, "DOOOOWNNN!"
Yep, that's cute. Dangerous and heart-stopping, but very cute. She gets one minute of playpen time for that infraction every time. Little toes kicking madly at this injustice before I can even get her settled in the pen. OH, but she turns red. Mom is *so stinkin' mean,* you guys. Here she did all that work and used the PROPER word for her activity. She even wrinkles her eyebrows and does the pouty thing, because she can't believe your cruelty. As if that's going to work.
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I can just imagine that scene! When the younger out-speaks the older sibling it brings up such a range of emotions, doesn't it? Seeing as the last time I watched a NT child pick up words like magic was more than seven years ago, I think I am in danger of assuming that my youngest child is way above average, when he is probably quite "normal" (whatever that means).
ReplyDeleteMy youngest wouldn't talk forever because bub did it all for him but once he started - watch out! He is also super intelligent and talks about everything including the stimulus bill - oh, he's 11
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That is so great that she is learning all of that. You better watch out for that pouty thing later when she wants the car and money for a date.
ReplyDeleteGirls are different. Ditz said her first whole sentence at just 5 months. I nearly died. And she hasn't stopped since. The twins were slow & still have more in common with a clam than a human being.
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ReplyDeleteMrs. C, this is off topic, but I wanted to make sure you hear my heart right away:
ReplyDeleteEverything is just fine between you and me. I am a Christian first, before I am anything else.
Besides, I don't know if you noticed, but I got clobbered for even asking the questions raised in the post, and I'm BLACK!
Thanks, Terry!!
ReplyDeleteShe must be a genius!
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Sue, I am struggling a bit with that especially as D is thinking of sending Woodjie to school later but keeping S home. :[
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Zimms, she's never going to do that. Nope. I can't see my little girl grow up and have this little pony on her head, pouting and asking for car keys LOL!
Ganeida, girls are odd, is what they are. I love mine, but she's just not the same as the others. :]
Paloma, I agree. I've been in shock reading your last post but haven't had the time to comment. My mouth was hiting the floor, I'll tell ya!!