Thursday, April 27, 2006

Sounds Like...?

It is truly amazing to watch a little person learn to speak. One minute they're cooing, then they're babbling silly nonsense, next they're parroting everything they hear. It's so cute to hear Ian speak. After we put him in bed at night, I love to listen to him ramble on about his day to his stuffed animals as he waits for sleep to come. Most of his words are unintelligible, but it makes sense to him. It sure sounds like full blown sentences, just in a different language. Ianese perhaps.

Ian does have a long list of understandable words he speaks. Colors, numbers, animals, family members, to name a few. Each day his vocabulary seems to grow by leaps and bounds. He's listening to everything, and repeating it back. He truly is a sponge!

At no time does this become more apparent than at dinner. A couple of nights ago, Ian was happily babbling away about his Papa, peas (that he and his Papa had planted together), the slide at the park, the garbage truck. We had quite the conversationalist on our hands. Suddenly, he started slapping his hands against his booster chair tray and yelling out something that we couldn't quite make out. Ian was very enthusiastic about it and kept doing it, confident he was saying what he meant. After a few more repetitions, I thought I knew what he was saying, but couldn't believe it. I looked at Paul to see if he was thinking the same thing I was. He looked just as confused as I did. This was a word never spoken in our house. Ian continued to slap his hands on his tray and yell, "Damn. Damn. Damn!" In the hopes that Ian will never use this word again, Paul and I decided to ignore him. Difficult as it was, we swallowed our fits of laughter and went on with dinner.

Granted, I don't think there are necessarily "bad" words, we just choose to not swear. Honest, we don't use that word. So, the question is, where did he learn it?


Anonymous said...

Hi Tina, I expect Paul has already told you that your wonderful little son hasn't taken to swearing. Jason was the one who knew he was saying "Down, down, down" That's what he said when
Papa told him to pat the dirt down.
I'm sure you are relieved to know he is still swearless.
I think I told you that when Paul was 3yrs old The nursery where he went informed me that he was cussing. I never swore but, the girl upstairs from us did. Dhe had three girls and they never swore.

Stella said...



Ooops! I mean Darn! :oP

Mamacita Tina said...

Oh how I hope it's just him saying, "Down." However, he has/does say down on many an occasion and what I'm hearing sounds distinctly different. Also, I've heard him say the supposed, "Damn, damn, damn!" while he was playing with his train set on the floor and getting frustrated with misaligned track. Uh oh.