A Toddler’s Perspective

I’m on a birthday visit to see my grand girls. “L” is turning three soon. I love her curiosity and imagination that comes through her choice of words.

I met her when she was nine hours old. She (almost) constantly cooed, squeaked, and hummed noises. I commented to her mama-“She is the noisiest newborn I have ever been around. I think you’re going to have a talker!” True insight.

Her first sound, that was not a cry, was-“Oh.” She would say, “Ohhhh,” instead of crying even. Her “Ohhh,” would wake her parents, not a yell or a cry. Truly, she commanded some language skills at one month old.

“I,” her little sister, says, “Hiiii,” at three months old. Truly. She smiles following her greeting and coos. So, “I’ says, “Iiii.”

Really, I am not just a doting grammy. I know words when I hear them. My own children said words at 7 months old. Another story, but even their pediatrician heard them. Infant’s words are not as precise so we miss them. Pretend you’re playing charades-“sounds like…” and you will hear them talking to you.

“L” is fascinated by planes. Maybe because several of us fly on planes to visit her. She used to think we lived at the airport and that’s why her daddy picked us up there. Now, “L” understands that we FLY on a plane to the airport and then daddy comes to pick us up after the plane lands.

While on a walk with “L” today, she saw three planes. After the last one flew over us, she told me her plan. “I need to get to be super. When I get super I can fly up to the plane and ride on it. Then I can fly like you do, Grammy! But, I want a yellow plane.”

It’s official. My grand girl announced it. I am-“Super Grammy!”