So I have a one year-old who only says one word: “gooooo!” I have no idea what that means, but he says it and points at things that interest him, so I guess it’s his all-purpose word for “car,” “ball,” “sister,” and “cottage cheese.”
People ask me all the time whether he’s talking yet, and I am always thrilled to report, “Nope!”
Expressive speech delay? Bring it on. I have two other children, ages 6 and almost-9, who never shut up. I mean never.
A few snippets of recent chatter:
I had a dream last night that—actually, wait a minute. Actually, I did not have a dream at all.
Today is the worst day of my life. You gave me peaches for breakfast and you packed me an old apple for snack!
Why do you and Daddy get to have a sleepover every night?
Why can’t I have my own iPhone?
The only time I ever had diarrhea was when we were in Disney World.
Stop touching me!
Stop looking at me!
Mommy, she’s staring at me again!
Mommy, why can’t I look at him? He’s sitting right there!
Guess what? I think you have the biggest butt in the whole family!
When I grow up, I want to be able to burp as loud as Daddy.
(The funny thing is, my oldest actually did have an expressive speech delay. He didn’t say much at all until he was almost 3, and we spent a fortune on private speech therapy.)
I can’t even imagine what life will be like when the baby has more than, “goooo!” to contribute to the conversation.