Alice’s first word was “cat.” [Helen’s was “baby,” since she is the center of the universe.] Alice also says “cracker” — well, “acker,” anyway. She loves ackers.
But my favorite thing that she says? “Thank you.” Yep. She has only a very few things that she’s able to say, and “Thank you” is one of them. It sounds more like “ACK ooooooo” but the inflection is right, so it’s very clear what she’s trying to say.
She says it every time I fish something out of her mouth or take something out of her hands. Why? because *I* say it every time I fish something out of her mouth or take something out of her hands. Which is a lot. She’s into EVERYthing, which is new to us — Helen was curious but timid, so she kept out of a lot of typical baby mischief. But Alice? Alice has gotta know it, touch it, hold it, taste it. Even rocks. Pine cones. Shoes.
At Helen’s birthday party last weekend, I was instructing our freshly-minted three-year-old to say “Thank you,” and she wouldn’t. She got all shy and hid from the party guests. But from across the room: “ACK OOOOOOOO!”
I have a feeling that this is a preview. I wonder how often Helen will use Alice as her spokesperson?