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    Axel's a loudmouth.  He lets out loud ah-gaas in the middle of restaurants, talks to himself through car rides, and squawks at his toys when they're delighting or aggravating him.  His stream of chatter has gotten me thinking about first words.  The early talker's vocab is filled with words about his or her world, like mamma and sleepy and kitty and poopy and bye bye and no.  There's a good chance Axel will start off with these words, too, since a typical day goes something like this:

     

    "Hey, Axel.  Good morning Mr. Peanut Butter Cup.  Let's change your diaper!  Do you want me to change your diaper?  It's poopy.  That is a lot of poop.  How can someone so little make so much poop?  Are you hungry?  Do you want to eat?  Let's eat!  I'm hungry.  No, you can't have mamma's necklace.  Sorry, Mr. Crazy Head.  No, you can't have mamma's cellphone.  Cameras are shiny and pretty but they don't go in mouths.  Look!  Look at the kitty!  Are you watching the kitty?  Do you like little Miss Kitty?  Say bye bye to the kitty!" 

     

    I'm going to stop now, before your brain turns to mush.   It's interesting to a five and a half month old, but it's certainly not scintillating conversation about new restaurants or world affairs.  Why did everything gain a title once I had a child?  It's Mr. this and Miss that.  I also throw "head" and "pants" on the end of things, so Axel becomes Mr. Baby Head, or Mr. Cranky Pants, as though he was just a floating head of glee or a pair of fussy, body-less pants. 

     

    It makes sense that first words are the words that babies hear the most, the ones that are connected to their world.  I know there's research about the sounds that develop first, and I think I've read that "d"s come sooner than "m"s.  But can we get Axel to have a few SAT words, or moderately high Scrabble-value words, in the first round of language?  Can we throw something other than rudimentary commands, food-related words, or animals in the mix? 

     

    One or two syllables - especially two syllable words that end in "y" or have repeat consentents, like doggy or daddy - seem to be the first words that come.  Axel's loving the letter g right now, especially when preceeded by a vowel.  So, for less traditional baby words, that could mean agate, agape, or gaggle, or googly.  I'm partial to flapjack myself, though it doesn't fit any of those rules - and Axel seems to be, too, since he gets giddy and giggles (ooh!  more g words) when I say it to him.  That might be because of my enthusiasm, not the particular combination of sounds.  Maybe we can get flapjack to be in there among the first half-dozen words, if we repeat it often enough, frequent diners, and break out the griddle to make pancakes a couple times a week. 

     

    Hey, Mr. Baby Head, do you want some blueberry flapjacks?

     

     


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    Axel's becoming a big baby loudmouth.  "Gu UUUUUHHHHHHH,"  he'll say, looking at me with an earnest expression.  "Arrrgggurgglegrrrrr."  I try to do the give-and-take/conversation imitiation thing, but Axel doesn't quite get that he's supposed to wait his turn.  Once he's started, he just keeps on going with a low moan at the same mini-Frankenstein tone, "uhhhhhhhhhh."

     

    He - flirt that he is - loves to babble at strangers.  In the check-out line at the grocery store, he had very important things to tell the checker, like "aaahhhhrrrrraaaahhhhrrr."  The checker found this to be adorable and talked right on back, fuelling more gurgles and groans.  Axel primarily speaks in vowel sounds right now, with the occasional "guh" and motor boat "brrr" powered with a generous glob of salivia.  Despite my best efforts to enunciate "Mama," there's no m-sound.  The most mama-melting thing he does now: while he's nursing, he'll pull off to gaze up at me, and then he'll slowly touch his face, then touch my chest, then go back and forth again, peppering his me-and-you touches with smiles and "guhs."  Yeah, it turns me to mush.  When he does this, I don't even care that he's getting distracted and can take a long, long time to finish off a meal. 

     

    In other development news, Axel's rolling like a madman.  He blasted through whatever barrier had been preventing his back to side rolls from making it all the way to his belly.  He'll roll back to belly, then to back, all the while twisting himself around in circles so that his head ends up where his feet had been.  If he were doing this rolling and rocking routine in a field of high grass, it would result in mysterious mini-crop circles. 

     

    Amidst this developmental flurry, we're preparing for another baby milestone: the first day at daycare.  With Axel's more limited sleep during the day, and raised activity level, he's not such a workplace-friendly baby anymore.  A few hours here and there are fine, but not a full day.  So, the time has come for Axel to join the other babies at daycare - we finally got a spot, after being on the waitlist since last May.  He'll go for a few hours Wednesday, then most of the day on Thursday.  Next week, he'll start going three days a week.  I used to work at a daycare and as a nanny, so I am comfortable with the world of childcare in general.  But, I'm still a little nervous - Will he actually take naps?  Will he eat?  Will he bring home every contagious disease under the sun? Will the other babies like the new kid?  I'll report back later this week.

     

     



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Oz Spies

Oz Spies in Denver

Oz Spies lives in Denver, Colorado with her husband, a firefighter; their son, Axel; and a slightly obese dog and cat. She has a MFA in Creative Writing from Colorado State University.

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