Squidge is 19 months old. She’s smart, funny, inquisitive, fearless, happy… I could go on and on. She started ‘rolling’ at 3 months, crawling by 6, creeping around furniture like a pro by 9 1/2 months and walked by a week shy of 11 months. I’ve never really stressed out about her development. I suppose I never had to.
At 19 months my little Squidgyboo should be (according to the ‘experts’) using 50 single words, identify 2 pictures by pointing (one by naming), name 6 body parts and speak and be understood half the time.
Can you see where I’m going here? FIFTY words?!?! Holy Jebus that’s a lot. She chats all.the.time. but hell if I can understand her. The only word I understand is stuck. She gets stuck A LOT. I know she knows what is going on because I can ask her to get or do something and she does it. She can put her dishes in the sink when asked, her trash in the bin and retrieve her shoes from the hallway. So I know she understands but she just refuses to say words. So tell me not to worry. Tell me I’m being an idiot. Tell me she’s going to wake up next week speaking in complete sentences. I get really frustrated with her when she just looks at me with her big brown eyes when I ask her to say cow. I KNOW she knows cow because she can pick up the cow card when I ask her to.
Wal’s back tonight- we’re off to Liverpool to pick him up in a couple of hours. Yippee!! Oh and I also signed up as a fit friend. I’ve been totally slacking and it’s already almost the middle of the month!! Sorry Cami. I’ve also been trying to figure out how to put this badge on my sidebar- apparently I’m an idiot and I don’t know how so I’ll add it here.