Lessons in Motherhood

Sophia has to be the most talkative one-year-old I know. Ok. She doesn’t actually talk, but she does communicate. She has her own special language called the point and nod. I bet you can guess how it works, but humor me my little Mommy anecdote:

Sophia sees a table or counter or some other space in our house covered with crap and decides that she wants something that she can’t reach. She points to the mumble jumble of items. I proceed to pick each item up and say, this one, this one, this one. To each she shakes her head no in the most dramatic fashion like I’m a moron for not immediately knowing which one she wants. Granted, I am kind of a moron because by know I should know that it’s the sharpest, most dangerous, and/or most breakable of the bunch. Regardless, we continue to play this game until I happen upon the magic item at which point she nods her head in more dramatic fashion, and then rips said item out of my hand.

I’m a little concerned that the girl may never talk, although if she has any of the same genes that created Hailey, I would not worry about that one bit. Speaking of, is it really so bad if she doesn’t talk? I mean maybe then there would continue to be like three minutes of silence in my day. I think I’m kind of out of luck because she does say maybe three words already (yes, one of those is “uh oh” which she has to use on a regular basis…shocker!).

Ok, well thanks for humoring me. Now, it’s time for me to go finish Hailey’s bath.