Well, it seems J has been holding out on us. He has really not been talking much at all; he babbles with purpose, seeming like he really knows what he is saying, but its all Greek to us.
Tonight while changing his diaper, I said, "J, say Mama."
He said, "Mama." I asked him to say it over and over. It was so precious!!
Then I said, "J, say Dada."
He said, "aDada."
He proceeded to say each of the girls' names when prompted - each one having the right number of syllables and sounding similar to their names!
You should have seen the family grinning at his progress, and how he clapped each time we praised him.
We are finally getting somewhere with language arts.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
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How sweet is that?!!? I'm praying about the hearing. I know you guys are anxious to move to the next step with this sweet boy.
I'm glad to see you blogging, and I'm looking forward to reading and keeping up with you and your precious family this way.
Love you!
Lara
I completely understand concern about developing language. Rowan was a late speaker, and it didn't feel like she fully embraced language as her primary means of communication until she was 3.
Intrestingly enough, that means that her explosion into language happened *after* her neural pathways were largely done being laid down. For most people, that happens during.
Also interesting, the same was true of her father.
They both turned out to be brilliant people and acedemically unusually successful. Reading is one of her favorite things. I have a theory, developed from questioning Rowan's dad and observing her, that folks who speak late may think differently than others, often thinking without words. (Her dad says that he was nearly 30 before he realised that other people think mainly as if they're speaking inside themselves, at least on a surface level.)
I suspect that this offers opportunities to interact and connect in different ways, with great potential for being unusually open to Holy Spirit.
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