My baby's pretty damn smart
Mood: proud as punch
Listening to: silence. sweet silence.
Let me preface this with a resounding I'm not a fan of mothers who proclaim their kids to be the best and the brightest. I think their insecurities are showing when they parade their kids around, forcing them to point to their eyes, say bye-bye, or do a backflip for Aunt Gimme Gimme.
That said... Rosie is learning sign language. It's amazing. She's no Helen Keller, but damn, the girl got mad skillz. Okay, maybe not mad, but they are definitely annoyed! To date she has four signs that she can mix and match to suit her needs. They are "more," "milk," "slide," and "all done." And she uses them correctly and consistently. And she's only 13 months old.
Whaddya think? Should we call Mensa now?
Okay, okay. Yeah, lots of babies know sign language and lots of 13 month olds know way more than 4 words, but you have to admit that it is exciting. Well, it's exciting to us.
The kid can tell us when she wants more and when she's all done. Do you know what that does for meal times?? She can tell me when she wants to nurse (which, if you must know, looks like someone milking a cow, so, enh, BUT STILL!!!) or when she wants to play on her slide. A-mazing. Even more amazing? It's lessening the whole cry factor. It's true. I've noticed.
Today we're working on adding the sign for "book" to her vocabulary. She looks interested. Yesterday we added "slide" and today she's using it correctly. I'm wowed, and yeah, if you were here right now I'd be putting her on parade.
