Shaye is almost 18 months,or maybe she already is. Who can keep track? She is beginning to talk. She consistently uses the following vocabulary.
and Shut Up
(Can you tell she is the youngest of five?)
Saigie is our resident baby whisperer and always has been. I had forgotten until recently she performed this service for us when Tayte was first learning to talk also.
A typical evening would go like this:
Tayte: Sprekeblach hack
Me: Do you want a drink?
Tayte: No! Sprekenblack hack.
Me: Does your ear hurt?
I would keep trying valiantly. After about fifteen minutes I would call my first grade daughter in from outside and ask her what her brother wanted.
Tayte: (To Saige) SPREKEBLCK HACK!
Saige: He wants a Popsicle. A red one.
Well of course. Why didn't I realize that?
It finally got to where he would just go tell Saige what he wanted and then she would translate.
The pattern is repeating itself with Shaye Baby.
We were in the car the other day. I turned off the radio so I could hear one of the boys tell me he was supposed to build a to scale model of Mt. Rushmore. By tomorrow.
Shaye said, "Hawt Cowl"
I handed her a cracker.
I handed her my phone. What? Maybe she had calls to make. She threw it on the floor. Then she started getting angry.
Then it became obvious to me....she wanted a cheese burger.
As I was pulling into the McDonald's (not really) Saige finally piped up.
"She wants you to turn the music back on."
"No" I argued. "She wants a cheeseburger. She is saying HOT COW! It makes perfect sense."
At this point Shaye is quite worked up. Did I ever tell you she is onery?
Fine. I turned the music back on.
I looked in my rearview mirror. Shaye is dancing in her car seat.
I think Saige must own some kind of Rosetta Stone for babies.
Do you think she could earn her college tuition as a baby translator?