It really is just on the verge. Most of his signs are only versions of the real thing. But the important thing is that they are consistent and he understands how to communicate important ideas. The important ideas pretty much all have to do with food, but feeding table food to an almost 1 year old takes up a large portion of his day, so proportionally, we are doing pretty good.
I don't have pictures of all of them, but his master list consists of the basics: "milk", "more", "all done", and "please". We are starting to add more and his pointing has gotten laser accurate in the last few days, so that's really helpful. Honestly, four days ago when he started pointing, he finger would be all off to the side and he's be looking somewhere he wasn't pointing and we weren't really sure what he was pointing at. Now, if Quinn asks, "Where's Mommy?" I get an almost intimidating stick-straight finger and eye contact that makes me want to hold up my hands in surrender. Which is awesome! It's crazy that he understands what we are saying even though he can't talk yet himself. So sign language comes in very handy.
Last night we were eating grapes for a "we just have to wait for Daddy to get home so we can eat" snack. I can only give him two or three quarters of a grape at a time or he will shove them all in his mouth and choke. So we get a lot of practice asking for "more, please".
This is his "more":
It usually looks more like clapping, but he got it this time. It also kind of looks like he was saying "more". He wasn't. I don't know what he was doing. Abra-howls, I guess.
This is "please":
It is pointing at himself. It used to be more of a patting himself of the chest. But it's morphed and not into the proper circular motion. We continue to do it the right way and hope he'll get it eventually.
This is "get that grape in my mouth":
And this is "smile without being blinded by the flash Mommy had to use":
I have also taught him to Eskimo kiss (you know, rubbing noses) and it is arguably one of the cutest, best things he has ever done in his whole life. Having him grinningly start into your eyes inches away from his face is better than all the puppies and rainbows you could imagine. I'd like to get a picture, but it requires a third party, so we'll have to see if Quinn and/or I can remember to get the camera out one night. I ask for at least 10 Eskimo kisses a day and he excitedly complies. It redeems the thousand "no!"s that I say to him over the course of that day.
Speaking of the state of discipline with our 51 week old: I actually woke Quinn and myself up last night at around 1:30am snapping my finger and saying "Abram, no!" Quinn woke up very confused and I remember being alert enough to tell him that Abram was putting something in his mouth in my dream. Guess that about sums up how far into discipline land we are, even before the age of 1! Fun times.
I don't have pictures of all of them, but his master list consists of the basics: "milk", "more", "all done", and "please". We are starting to add more and his pointing has gotten laser accurate in the last few days, so that's really helpful. Honestly, four days ago when he started pointing, he finger would be all off to the side and he's be looking somewhere he wasn't pointing and we weren't really sure what he was pointing at. Now, if Quinn asks, "Where's Mommy?" I get an almost intimidating stick-straight finger and eye contact that makes me want to hold up my hands in surrender. Which is awesome! It's crazy that he understands what we are saying even though he can't talk yet himself. So sign language comes in very handy.
Last night we were eating grapes for a "we just have to wait for Daddy to get home so we can eat" snack. I can only give him two or three quarters of a grape at a time or he will shove them all in his mouth and choke. So we get a lot of practice asking for "more, please".
This is his "more":
This is "please":
This is "get that grape in my mouth":
And this is "smile without being blinded by the flash Mommy had to use":
I have also taught him to Eskimo kiss (you know, rubbing noses) and it is arguably one of the cutest, best things he has ever done in his whole life. Having him grinningly start into your eyes inches away from his face is better than all the puppies and rainbows you could imagine. I'd like to get a picture, but it requires a third party, so we'll have to see if Quinn and/or I can remember to get the camera out one night. I ask for at least 10 Eskimo kisses a day and he excitedly complies. It redeems the thousand "no!"s that I say to him over the course of that day.
Speaking of the state of discipline with our 51 week old: I actually woke Quinn and myself up last night at around 1:30am snapping my finger and saying "Abram, no!" Quinn woke up very confused and I remember being alert enough to tell him that Abram was putting something in his mouth in my dream. Guess that about sums up how far into discipline land we are, even before the age of 1! Fun times.
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