Asher decided to tell us what her really thinks of while he is babbling as said his first word. And the word was... Emma! They like to blow raspberries at each other. We were in the car, and Asher was blowing raspberries, and Emma wasn't paying any attention. Asher yelled out "Emma" and blew another raspberry. He did this several times. I've thought for a few days that Asher was saying Emma's name, and there was no denying he was for sure doing it this time. Emma and Asher have been very close from day one, and I am not surprised she was his first word. Emma thinks it's pretty cool that Asher says her name.
Since saying "Emma", Asher has also figured out who "mama" is. This isn't said as sweetly as "Emma" is. When Asher wants something (generally a bottle), he will follow me around the house yelling "mama! Mamamamamama! MAMA!". Asher also says "dada", but he hasn't started calling Paul "dada" yet. He just like to babble it. I am sure in the next week or so, Asher will make the connection.
Walking is progressing slowly but surely. Asher will stand on his own for short periods of time. He will take steps if we hold his hands, but he has no desire to take steps on his own yet. Soon enough. We are in no rush.
Emma is Emma. Smart and silly. Pretty and dirty. We are working on spelling words with her. She can spell her name and Asher's. She is very close to spelling "mommy" and "daddy". Emma can count to 50 and is learning to count how many of something there is. She can sing most of the words to her favorite songs on her own, and the poor kid still can't carry a tune in a bucket. I have never loved a singing voice more than Emma's.
Monday, October 31, 2011
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