Now that you can ask to nurse by name ("Nah-nee"), our day time feedings have skyrocketed in quantity, and even length.
If
you get a bump or fall down, you are quick to come to me....with a
pitiful sad cry, an expectant, "hi!" Followed by a tender request in
your cute little voice, "nah-nee?" It is still two distinct syllables,
separated by a small pause.
If I discipline you, you cry for a moment then ask me, "nah-nee?"
If
I'm carrying you around the house, and you just want to be sure it's
still there, you pull on my shirt, peek inside, and giggle to yourself,
"hehe...nah-nee."
You are so insistent it is hard to want to refuse you.
On Thursday, you added two new words: bobby and happy.
Bobby is sometimes bye-bye, and sometimes the name of a soft stuffed bear that we call weeble-wobble.
"Happy" sounds like "app-eee", or sometimes, "opp-eee", again two separate, distinct sounds. At first I thought you couldn't possibly understand how to use an emotion word instead of a noun word. But you use it properly, when you are happy.
Waking up in bed together in the morning, cuddling and nursing like we have nothing better to do for an hour. You turn your sweet face up to mine and tell me, "happy."
Awake from a nap, fed a yummy lunch of peas and turnip and beets and carrots in a beef gravy. You look over at me and say, "happy."
Driving in the car with the windows down, singing songs, and you sing it, almost to the right tune, you tell me over and over, "happy! Happy! Happy!" So I sing us the happy song...
"Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy...
Happy is the people whose God is The Lord!"
There's another song you learned from Tita.
"Ah-ah-ah-ah, ninito de mama...
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ninito de papa."
When you want us to sing, I hear your little baby voice lilting on pitch..."ah-ah-ah...." Then a moment later, "nee-nee." "Ah-ah-ah...nee nee," and you are singing the song the best a one-year old can. I have a feeling you think this is the nursing song, since your version of "ninito" sounds almost exactly like your version of "nursing."
