Nearly every day now, Bryn surprises me by coming out with some new word that I didn't know she knew, or stringing words together in a brand new way. This is certainly the age of "language explosion!" I thought you would enjoy some of our most recent conversations:
The setting: getting dressed in the morning, first day of indoor swim lessons
Amy: Bryn, guess what we're going to do today!
Amy: We're going to go swimming!
Amy: Would you like that?
Bryn (trying to worm her way off the changing table): Want swim!!
Amy: Wait, we have to get ready first.
Bryn (temporarily ceasing her struggles): K. (this is her shorthand for "okay," which she uses in place of "yes")
Amy (trying to make conversation while changing Bryn's clothes): Won't swimming be fun?
Bryn (redoubling her escape efforts): Want fun!
Bryn (running toward the stairs, clad in nothing but a diaper): Want fun! Want fun! Mommy come!
The setting: another morning getting ready
Amy: Bryn, it's time to get dressed now.
Bryn: No! (still her favorite word)
Amy: Come on.
(Bryn scowls, then looks down at the book in her lap, which happens to be Dr. Seuss's Fox in Socks)
Bryn: I want socks!
Amy: Okay, you can have socks, just like the fox.
(Amy reaches into the drawer and pulls out a pair of white socks)
Bryn: No! I want pick.
(bends over drawer, picks out pink socks, and angelically gets dressed without another word of complaint)
The setting: coming downstairs after naptime
Bryn stops halfway down the stairs and looks around at the empty downstairs.
Bryn: Where Daddy?
Amy: He's at work.
Bryn (wrinkling up nose and looking disgusted): Oh, work.
Bryn heaves a deep sigh, which sounds just like Ben does as he heads out in the mornings.