And Baby Says

Not much really. While Calder seems to have the vocabulary of a fourth grader, Wren is pretty much stuck on mama, dada, bpp bpps (boobs) and NA! (no). I think she might also be saying nana for banana but she could just be emphatically disagreeing with me. I know Wren understands a lot of what we say because she has started shaking her head yes and no when we ask her questions and will follow simple directions like "put the ball in the box" or "throw that paper in the garbage can" or "please give mommy her phone back so she can pretend to have friends." Just kidding, she doesn't listen to that last one at all. Wren may have a very tenuous grasp on the English language but she is very determined to become a social media maven.

Wren may not be picking up on people talk, she's certainly absorbing the language of the ones she really would like to communicate with, the animals. Her animal sounds may not be the most accurate but they are certainly the most adorable. Cows say "muh muh", ducks "gwak gwak" and all other birds go "bakbak" and she can do passable sheep, horse, elephant and a very good dino/lion/bear/anythingwithpointyteeth roar but my favorite is her dog. According to Wren, dogs say (very, very quietly), "woo woo." It's almost a whisper and it's hilarious because my dumbass canine is the furthest thing from quiet there is. I mean, he loses his mind every time someone comes to the door. Even if it's someone he knows. EVEN IF IT'S SOMEONE WHO LIVES THERE. There is no sneaking into my home, burglars. Take note. Oddly, the one animal she hears the most in real life, the cat, is one of the few imitations that eludes her. Perhaps it's because when we do it we say "meow" and and Molson does it he goes "Mrrralghahahraaaaaaaowmrrrrrrlllm." I suppose I understand her confusion. We should start differentiating for her to make it less difficult. What does a (normal) kitty say? Meow. What does a semi brain damaged Siamese with neediness issues say? MRRRRRAAAAOOOWGHHJLHLGLGLG. I suppose she could be trying to imitate our cat and we have just been mistaking it for an extremely rough poo session.

Someday I will get this on camera. Swearies, just as soon as Wren stops grabbing my phone away from me to call Gramma and complain about how mean we are being. At least I assume that's what she wants to do. It's not like she knows that many people. Or perhaps she has a secret Twitter account. WAIT, IS MY DAUGHTER HONEST TODDLER?! You all would tell me, right?