Milestone: Babbling

I love listening to Carl yammer away. His babble has become much more interesting lately, almost like he was really trying to say something. There are occasional groans, spits, and squeals but he also makes a wide variety of speech sounds. And I love it.

A woman I admire advised at a baby shower that we should have "conversations" with our pre-verbal children. She said that she would pretend she could understand her babies, comment on their babble, ask them questions, and wait patiently for responses. I think about that whenever Carl gets really going.

But Carl never lets me get a word in edgewise. He just keeps jabbering away, experimenting with a constant stream of sounds. Since any of my "conversation" would be fake and meaningless, it seems rude to interrupt. And so I just listen, totally under his spell, pleased just to listen and love.

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Oozaroo said…

I will never forgot these two stories about Jenna when she was a baby - one time she babbled off a long string of 'talk' and then threw back her head and laughed like she had just told the funniest joke in the world, and another time when she was babbling away and holding a stuffed bear - at the end of the babble she said, "Grrr!"

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