It’s been a while since I wrote a post about Amelie, so it’s high time for an update. She is now 17 months old and continues to make her presence felt at every turn.
The most noticeable development recently has been her speech. The baby babble is starting to sound less like scribble talk and more like recognisable English words and phrases.
After keeping us on our toes for a while, she now says ‘Mummy’ and ‘Daddy’ on a regular basis. Here are some of the other things she says most often…
Without question, this is her favourite word. She mostly says it in the correct context – we eat a lot of cake – but she uses it as a blanket term for food of a similar consistency. Notably bread. A wholemeal loaf birthday cake it is then. The boys have been banned from saying ‘cake’ in front of her, lest she demand some. As a result they’ve started referring to it as ‘the C word’. Erm, no lads…
Infuriatingly, a trilogy has been completed. Both Dylan and Xander included the brattish pig’s name among their first few words and Amelie has now joined them. Evidently, there’s no such thing as third time lucky!
Amelie loves other young children and will always point at them and gleefully yell ‘Babbbby!’ Her pronunciation is more in keeping with the average English person trying to sound Irish, but the context is again spot on. And, mercifully, she doesn’t follow it with ‘Jaysus’.
If she isn’t demanding cake, it’s a safe bet that she’ll be asking for cheese. I can’t fault her taste – except for the fact that it diminishes our supplies.
I have to admit that this one goes a long way to redressing the balance in light of the Peppa shenanigans. No prizes for guessing what her brothers have been watching most on TV of late.
Here, look at that
A few little phrases have been heard too. Notably this one. She loves drawing our attention to things that she finds interesting and would like to investigate further. Like cake and cheese.
Row, row, row your boat
To add a song lyric to the mix too, this is clearly her personal favourite. The moment anyone else starts singing something else, she’ll belt this out over them until they join in with her. This extends to music from other sources too. In a desperate bid to get her to go to sleep at bedtime, we recently bought a nightlight that also plays a lullaby. It never stood a chance. That was £12.50 well spent…