Cara Mama,
I like the fact that I am babbling too. It's okay that you don't understand everything I'm trying to say. I know I need to work on learning the real words and how to pronounce them. But sometimes I use real words and I really mean them. Why don't you listen to me when I do?
Like last night, when you were trying to nurse me to sleep, and I kept saying "down." I wanted to get down. I didn't want to go to sleep! I don't care if I was really tired and it was bedtime. I wanted down and you didn't put me down. You did the same thing that time in the spy museum. I told you down, but you wouldn't put me down! Or those times when you pick me up when I'm clearly saying Dada! You tell me "You mean Mama." But sometimes I don't! I want Daddy even though he's leaving the house! He should stay and be with me cause I ask for him.
Anyway, I just wanted to point out that it's great you like that I'm talking. But you really should be doing everything I say.
Grazie and ti amo,
Pumpkin
3 comments:
God, I so can't wait for words. Not knowing what a 6-month-old wants is awful. I want to make him happy, but often don't know what he wants.
Soon you won't have to guess at anything mama...
haha
Poor boog has been running around signing eat and hungry and can't understand why we aren't feeding him. It's because everything that goes in comes back up so he's only getting small amounts of pedialyte. damn virus. it's pitiful though, you know he's thinking "you people taught me these damn signs now why aren't you giving me what I want?!"
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