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Sunday, April 18, 2010
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Thursday, April 15, 2010
It's fascinating to see how a child's language skills develop.
Cillian is now 2 and a half and even in the last couple of weeks, we are hearing new phrases and more complex sentences.
He has almost completely dropped talking about himself in the third person, which is a little sad as it means he will probably never play cricket for Australia and now says 'My....'.
He is applying logic to his verb usage, such as 'The birdy flied away'. It's not correct in this instance and it's something that we would not say, so he, perhaps unconsciously has applied a basic rule for verbs. Learning the exceptions will take time.
'Cool', 'My...', 'Daddy naughty, Cillian not naughty', 'Daddy silly'. 'My not want it'. 'There the go'. 'My big funny'. 'Go green. 'Go fast.'
Cillian is now 2 and a half and even in the last couple of weeks, we are hearing new phrases and more complex sentences.
He has almost completely dropped talking about himself in the third person, which is a little sad as it means he will probably never play cricket for Australia and now says 'My....'.
He is applying logic to his verb usage, such as 'The birdy flied away'. It's not correct in this instance and it's something that we would not say, so he, perhaps unconsciously has applied a basic rule for verbs. Learning the exceptions will take time.
'Cool', 'My...', 'Daddy naughty, Cillian not naughty', 'Daddy silly'. 'My not want it'. 'There the go'. 'My big funny'. 'Go green. 'Go fast.'
Cillian woke early this morning. He wasn't interested in coming into our bed, so I got up with him. At 6am, I was ready for my run, but the little man was not in the best of moods and wanted to come with me rather than play with his toys.
Me: Daddy is going running now Cillian.
Cillian: My going running!
Me: Daddy is going to fast.
Cillian: My go fast.
We negotiated that he would accompany me in the jogger, but he reneged when we got to the door. I had to bribe him with a yogurt bar. He needs food to improve his mood.
Me: Daddy is going running now Cillian.
Cillian: My going running!
Me: Daddy is going to fast.
Cillian: My go fast.
We negotiated that he would accompany me in the jogger, but he reneged when we got to the door. I had to bribe him with a yogurt bar. He needs food to improve his mood.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Cillian seems to have elevated his language and conversation skills in the last few weeks. We notice definite spikes and plateaus. Within the last week we have heard the words or phrases: 'Cool', 'Catch me', 'Daddy is silly, Cillian is not silly' and 'My big funny'.
The last phrase was used in his first joke. Cillian and I were walking across a park in Maroubra near a friend's house. There was more than a little dog shit around which I had warned him about. A few minutes later he stopped dead and said 'Doggie dirt', then turned around with a smile and said 'My big funny'. There was no dog dirt. His first joke and it was about poo.
The last phrase was used in his first joke. Cillian and I were walking across a park in Maroubra near a friend's house. There was more than a little dog shit around which I had warned him about. A few minutes later he stopped dead and said 'Doggie dirt', then turned around with a smile and said 'My big funny'. There was no dog dirt. His first joke and it was about poo.
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