At 19 months of age, the twins are still working on their talking skills. They both say various basic words like “more,” “mama,” “dada,” thank you,” “yes,” and “no.” As is often the case, the girl is ahead of the boy verbally, as she’ll also semi-regularly use multi-word phrases like “I love you,” and “let it go.” (The Cutlet has a Frozen microphone which plays Idina Menzel’s signature song, and the Cutlass has begun to sing along with it.)
Cujo has not proven as adept. We were slightly concerned, but at his last doctor visit, the doctor told us that if he uses animal sounds appropriately (making the right sound for each animal) then they count as words spoken. At first, he wasn’t always getting them right – quite a few animals quacked – but he’s usually pretty accurate now. It’s really kind of cute when he grabs his stuffed duck and starts running around the room going, “Quack! Quack!”
It doesn’t come as much of a surprise that my children are good at making sounds, since making animal sounds is one of my skills. I’m now optimistic that if the apocalypse does come, and my family is forced to hunt for our food, we’ll be in decent shape. Of course this plan hinges on the Cutlet developing into a skilled archer, but I’ve already gotten her started with a Nerf bow. I figured The transition to shooting animals with real arrows shouldn’t be too difficult.
So bring on the apocalypse! The Cutter family will be ready!
This post has been part of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge. In case you couldn’t tell, today’s letter was Q and the topic was “Quack.”