Before I had kids, I imagined that a child's first word would happen something like this: Baby spends the first few months grunting and cooing, then graduates to babbling with various syllables that have no basis in English. Then, one day, Baby and Momma are outside and Momma says, "look, Baby, a flower." Baby points to the flower and says, in perfectly enunciated English, "flower."
The "daah" phase began so abruptly that the first time she said "daah," Dale and I both thought she was referring to him and saying Daddy in her wonderful baby way. Of course, she first said "daah" while looking at a puzzle piece of a pig, but we were certain she was talking!
After that first beautiful "daah," Adelaida's vocabulary was really limited to that one syllable for another five months: sometimes a single "daah," and sometimes repeated seemingly infinitely. She said "daah" when looking at her Daddy, when banging a wooden spoon on a plastic bucket, when talking to herself in the carseat, and when playing with her barnyard animal set. That one syllable meant everything to her. In the course of those five months, Adelaida became much more consistent in saying "daah" or "daah-daah" when looking at or pointing to Dale, so I have to claim "daddy" as her first real (meaningful) word.
Around thirteen months, Adelaida really began experimenting with her consonants, making such wonderful sounds as "paah" and "maah" and "faah" and "raah." She also resumed "baah" and never really stopped saying "daah."
Of course I haven't gotten any videos of this yet, but I'll try to get one and post it here for everyone to see and hear.
(I also don't have any recent pictures of Adelaida, so I'm using some older pictures, from late December and early February. But I promise I'll get more pictures posted soon!)
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