Talking, talking talking!

We have written so many posts in your short little life about how adept you are becoming at talking that it seems almost boring.

But it's not.

Not to us anyway.

It has been really astounding how well you have been able to pick up language. Tonight, as I write this, the book we read before you went to sleep was The Very Hungry Caterpillar. All we have to do for most of the book is give you a few prompts and you reel off what it says on the pages. The same goes for Roaring Rockets. "Rockets have power. They rise and roar. This rocket's waiting, ready to soar." etc

Today, when you were in the living room playing with your train, you said (for the first time to our ears) "Oh my goodness!" When your mummy laughed and said, "What did you just say, Noah?" You had to think about it because you couldn't remember then said, "Oohya barnies!"

Similarly, you have started to remember your dreams. The other morning, when mummy went in to get you, the first thing you said was, "Mummy and Daddy were lost." Curious and smiling, your mummy asked you to give a little more information and you said, "I stayed with the lions"

"The lions, Noah? Oh!"

"I cuddled one."

"You cuddled one?"

"It was only a little one."

We love the idea that you had a little anxiety dream about being away from us but you filled that void with cuddly lions.