One of the things we miss most about each kid learning to talk is the way they say basic phrases. I'm pretty sure Zachary will graduate high school saying "lellow" instead of "yellow."
Gracie has the caYUTEST way of talking where she pauses between words to emphasize her intensity. And right now the funniest thing is when she tries to say "make sure you ..." or "make sure you don't ..." It comes out as "makes much you..." and "don't makes much you ..."
I won't miss the screaming. Dear God. It is so shrill. She has the same pitch of a scream for tragedy, pain, and offense. So I never really know if she is attacking Zach out of pure meanness, or defending herself. And I can't hear what anyone is saying over the screaming.
Gabriel is joining in. He says "Momma," "up," "Dada," and my personal favorite, "uh Dada" when he is looking around for Chris. Saying "where's Daddy?"
That's right. I just bragged that my 9 month old is forming sentences. But that's why you read the blog, right?