A month ago, Rhys had, oh, twenty or thirty words that he could use reliably. Practical stuff, like "cat" and "ham" and "OK!" and, of course, "no!"
He just got interested in communicating. I think he maybe mastered another phoneme or two, too. He's got ... I can't really count them. Maybe a hundred? Whole clusters of words, too: "cat" has been joined by "pet" (the verb), "meow", and "purr" -- and he knows that the cat's eyes are "eye" just like human eyes, and her ears, and I'm pretty sure her head too.
He's got a deck of thirty flashcards, which resurfaced after a six week's absence. Last time, he got "cat" and maybe sometimes "apple". Now he gets, oh, 20-25 of the cards: all the words that show up elsewhere in his library. (We're low on books about firetrucks, and he doesn't get that one).
He's pointing out "owl"s and "heart"s that I don't notice -- one of his pacifiers has an owl on the bead, one of his toys has a picture of a present with little hearts on the wrapping paper.
Today was cow day. He read every book that had cows in it, listened to the cowful CD (but just the song with cows on it), persuaded his mother to take him to the Black Cow coffeeshop so he could point out and discuss every cow there, and generally cowed a whole lot.
Yay, language boy!
He just got interested in communicating. I think he maybe mastered another phoneme or two, too. He's got ... I can't really count them. Maybe a hundred? Whole clusters of words, too: "cat" has been joined by "pet" (the verb), "meow", and "purr" -- and he knows that the cat's eyes are "eye" just like human eyes, and her ears, and I'm pretty sure her head too.
He's got a deck of thirty flashcards, which resurfaced after a six week's absence. Last time, he got "cat" and maybe sometimes "apple". Now he gets, oh, 20-25 of the cards: all the words that show up elsewhere in his library. (We're low on books about firetrucks, and he doesn't get that one).
He's pointing out "owl"s and "heart"s that I don't notice -- one of his pacifiers has an owl on the bead, one of his toys has a picture of a present with little hearts on the wrapping paper.
Today was cow day. He read every book that had cows in it, listened to the cowful CD (but just the song with cows on it), persuaded his mother to take him to the Black Cow coffeeshop so he could point out and discuss every cow there, and generally cowed a whole lot.
Yay, language boy!