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...of a vocabulary

I may already have a post titled something similar to this about Abram, but I'm too lazy to check.

Selah's vocabulary is growing everyday. She says a lot of things imperfectly, but we know what she is saying in context and there are a few words she says pretty darn clearly.

Some of the clear, full words: cat, hat, ball, car, all done, up, no, yeah, happy, please, juice, toy, you, me, nose, eyes, Jesus, shoes, yay, and ummmm...

Some of the sounds that are definitively a certain word: Seh (Selah), bee (baby), Pah (Poppins, as in Mary Poppins), tup (as in "feed the birds, tuppence a bag" - she uses this to get me to sing the song to her. I guess it's her favorite...), Dohd (George (Jennings)), air-pah (airplane), fow (flower), tee (tree), dess (dress), Da (Dad). The one that can get a little confusing, but I usually know because of context, is "ma". This means several different things: Mom, more, milk, and mosque (which she says during the call to prayer). She can also say "ay, bee" for the abc song when she wants me to sing it, but not for her brother's name. She still doesn't call him anything except maybe "buh" once or twice. And she can tell you the sounds that a cow, horse, sheep, cat, and goat make.

That's crazy, now that I write it all out! I didn't realize she was talking so much. It really has been over the last week or two that it's taken off. So fun to watch her learn and grow. We are just working on learning the right, nice things. We are also teaching Abram that he needs to set a good example to Selah and Simon, because when he does anything and she is around, she's not far behind him - especially during his bathroom trips. We are working on that one.

On her 1.5 year birthday, I told her at breakfast that it was her birthday. The first thing out of her mouth was a perfect "happy!" Must be all those times of Abram singing "happy birthday" to himself and all of his stuffed animals that taught her that one. So I sang the song to her and right at the end she set down her spoon and yelled "yay!!!" incredibly loud and clapped vigorously. It was adorable. And since then, she's done that at the end of every song she hears. Love it :)

Here is a video of her happy birthday day when we celebrated by watching... Mary Poppins!!

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