Mary at 18 months is not much of a talker. She’s not big on tricks either. You know all of those cute things people train babies to do, like wave, blow kisses, high five, make animal noises? She does them sometimes, just not on demand. Same for the talking. I’ve heard her say several words, but never for the video camera, never for grandparents on the phone, never to impress my friends. Before you start worrying that the girl has some sort of developmental delay, let me assure you that I am 100% positive that she could do these things if she wanted to. When trying to elicit some cute word or action from her, she unfailingly gives you a look that says, “don’t you wish.”
I had a dream the other night that she just began talking one day, articulately and in sentences. And you know, I think she might do just that in the coming months.
Last weekend, I took her to what may have been her first official “friend” birthday party, for a neighbor girl who was turning two. Don’t worry, Mary wanted nothing to do with any of the kids or games (she did stick her whole hand in the cake just before we left) and clung to me like a baby monkey the entire time. But, when the very charming and enthusiastic birthday girl was opening her presents, Mary learned a new word. Lizzie (the b.g.) kept saying “Wow!” every time she opened anything. It was very endearing. By the time we left, Mary was saying it. Over and over again. And in the car. And for the rest of the evening. After all, it was a new word and she needed to practice. Wow.