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Lucy’s First Words

24 Nov 2010

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)
“Num” (food)
“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.

Though she can’t say it, she knows exactly what I mean when I tell her to sit down.
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Smart Lucy

16 Sep 2010

This morning, after we got back from dropping Oscar at school, Lucy was playing around in my room while I tried a 5 minute tidy-up (yeah right.) She was over in the corner by “Mark’s side” – something akin to the dark side. I don’t go over there if I can help it. Lucy used baby talk or whatever to get my attention; she had something to show me. She was holding in her hands a felt butterfly that was left over from when I remade her mobile that hangs over her crib.

“Oh”, I said, “where did that come from?” (I don’t actually know, but it doesn’t matter.) Lucy knew, though. She walked all the way into her room, “talking” and pointing the whole time. She held up the butterfly to show me that – at last – she got one of the butterflies. And she wanted me to know she knew. She was so happy with her find! (I never let her grab then for fear she’d rip the thing down.)

I was thrilled, and ran to grab my camera. I generally don’t take photos in her room because the light is so terrible. All the photos come out dungeon-esque and I don’t want to remember her room like that! Now that I re-read my sentence I feel a little neurotic, but there you have it. Anyways, here’s the pics: