Max is pretty good at pronunciation. He doesn't make many mistakes, except for the occasional missed consonant here and there, and the unavoidable ephelant and pasketti. I guess he takes after me in that way- apparently when I was little, I refused to say any word until I could say it correctly... perfectionist much? Who me??
But today he had a couple of pretty cute slip ups:
"Wanna play wif da gulp glove!"(read: golf club)
and
"Mommy go to da copy chop." (that's 'coffee shop')
I also love noticing how his little brain is soaking up new information like a sponge. His two favorite phrases are "What's that?" and "Say it again!" Sometimes it is the strangest things he wants repeated- like the word 'caterpillar' or 'burp rag'. I don't think I've ever outlasted his requests to "say it again!" It's a battle of wills that I've never won, so I don't know how long he would actually go if I let him.
Today the word was 'baby booties'. I thought I finally beat him after about 20 rounds of "Say it again!" "Baby booties." "Say it again!" "Baby booties." "Say it again!" "Baby booties." Then suddenly he started asking me about a picture of cowboy boots on the page... wait a minute, did I do it? Did I actually satisfy his request to hear the words "baby booties"? Ha. After about a minute talking about cowboy boots, he requested that I "Say 'baby booties' again!" and it went on for another 20 rounds or so, until I finally got tired of it and distracted him with something else. His perfect record remains unbroken.
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