He has been "talking" for months, but his random sounds are now resembling actual words more and more. He can say a few things clearly:"What's that?"
"Mommy"
"Daddy"
"Belly"
"Ball"
"No"
"Please"
"Spongebob"
"Federal bailout" (We watch the news a lot in the morning. He calls Diane Sawyer "Granny.") (Just kidding, Mom.)
He has another list of words, ones I understand but no one else does. In his little baby voice, they sound like exotic locations accessible only by yak-herding Sherpas.
"Tu to!" (Cartoon: it means he wants to watch Pixar shorts on the Macbook.)
"Ga-Ma!" (Grandma, who he adores because she is so firm and strict.) (Ha! Ha!)
"Ju-jo-jo!" (Princess; these syllables vaguely resemble her nickname.)
"Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma!" (Snack.)
"Ooooooh." (I think I have something in my diaper requiring immediate attention.)
"Sah na bo. Deeee!" (I love Beyonce.)
Dexy is growing up. While there are many parts of babyhood I look forward to leaving behind, I love the sound of his little voice, earnestly communicating what he thinks is important. Mommy, Daddy, Grandma, sister, snacks, cartoons, and Beyonce...it sounds like a happy life to me.
