Officially, I heard Lucy say “Mama” to me a couple of months ago. She was looking at me as I walked into her room. “Mama!” So I suppose that counts as her first word. Then she pretty much forgot how to say it. For a good long while. Now she says it again, although lots of times she says “Dada”, to which Oscar howls, “No! That’s Mama!”.
However, all of that is not nearly as interesting as her first Words – the collection she has so far.
My favorite was two days ago. I walked in to get her up from her morning nap and she said, in her most normal speaking voice, “Hi Baby!”. Ugh. so cute. She says “Baby” really well. She calls her doll “baby”, and pictures or photos of babies too. She loves her doll baby!
Without a doubt, she knows Georgia by name. We have many witnesses. So that is really cute, because Georgia is her best friend and playmate. Georgia is a 6 month old French Bulldog who lives next door. I swear if it got any sweeter we’d all be choking on sugar cubes.
Lucy can also say “Dada”, and let it be Known that the love for Daddy is strong. Daddy’s Little Girl is not an abstract idea around here. Her love for “Dada” is a force to be reckoned with.
It may sound funny, but Lucy has a name for her blankie: “Mimi”. She made it up. She loves it. We’re going with it.
“Doggie” has been said on more than a few occasions. Since it’s so early, talking wise, I can’t get her to say it on request. But it’s in there. The weird thing is that we don’t call Booker doggie so I don’t know where she is getting it.
There are a few other words floating around. They’re on the periphery, and I’m not sure when they’ll be cemented. In no particular order:
“Up” (as in pick me up)
“De” when she sees herself in the mirror, or it could mean “that”.
“Nigh” for Night Night
“shhhhh” when she picks up a toy airplane and files it.
She also has the breathing sound that refers to Booker and Hoot, which is a little girl version of panting, and she’ll happily do that on request.