We’re finally at that stage where Vivi is starting to pick up on the words we use on a regular basis. It’s one of the phases I’ve been most eagerly anticipating, and I’m pretty happy that most of the words she’s using are words that she’s picked up from me.
When I say words she’s using, I mean sounds she uses that only her family really understands. The word she uses the most is munny. She’ll run around the house shouting, “Munny, munny, munny.” What she’s saying is, “Here bunny, bunny, bunny.” Another word she uses pretty often is dank you. She’ll walk over to the table and steal Casey’s cellphone off the table and walk up to her and hand her the cellphone. Once Casey takes the cellphone Vivi will say, “Dank you.” As in, thank you.
She’ll also throw around “bease” and “ah right.” Bease stands for please and she uses it mostly when she wants wawa, or water. Ah right is pretty self-explanatory.
She seems to come up with new words every day. Yesterday she started telling me, “Addy do, addy do.” It took a few hours to figure out what she meant, but I finally realized that what she means by addy do, is carry you. Whenever we get to steps or we’ve been walking for a while and Vivi is tired of walking, I will ask her if she wants me to carry you. Now when she wants to be carried she’ll just look at me and say, “Addy do.”
I paid attention during one the first meals we had at Casey’s dad’s house to see how much of what Vivi was saying was being comprehended by the people at the dinner table. What I noticed was a lot of very confused looks as Casey and I answered demand after demand from Vivi. We were the only ones who understood what Vivi was saying.
The most confusing thing for those who aren’t familiar with Vivi has to be the difference between Addie and daddy. To be honest we’re not always certain who she’s calling for most of the time either. When Vivi wants Addie, she’ll shout “Addie.” When she wants me she’ll shout, “Addie.” Yeah, there’s not much of a difference there. The only way we can tell who she wants is by the direction she’s running.
Trying to figure out what her sounds mean is one of the more enjoyable parts of being a parent and I’m looking forward to figuring out what new sounds she puts together tomorrow.
More on Babble Dad: