(We had this mostly written out a month ago, just didn't finish it & post it until now!)
It's fun watching something learn to put a language together from the bottom up. It's so obvious to us how much Miriam learns from copying our phrases. The problem is she doesn't always quite get it right – for example she'll say something like, “Bear, you happy to see me, don't you.” We've also been working on getting her to say “may I” instead of “can I” -- but the end result has been, “Can I may?” Another hilarious question she asks is “What's
that thing?” It doesn't sound funny unless you understand she's referring to a person. Once we had a salesman knock on our door, and as he was leaving, Miriam called after him, “Mommy, what's that thing?” I tried to cover up by saying, “You mean,
who's that person?” but I was still SOOO embarrassed.
Miriam knows her numbers, and she can count to ten, but we're still working on counting things. When she wants to count a number of things, she invariably says, “1, 3, 2, 1. Look, Mommy! I got twos!” -- regardless of the actual number of things. (at least she understands about plural endings!)
Miriam was a banaleena for Halloween (i.e., ballerina), “an' wear pwetty shoes an' say twick o tweat an' get candy and
chocate!”
You already know that Miriam is fairly musical. Mealtimes seem to be the most creative time for her. The other day she was singing the Tantum Ergo very devoutly, then all of a sudden started yelling “Q! Caw! S! T! Voo! V!” (part of her version of the alphabet)
Another mealtime religious favorite of hers of late is singing the Alleluia, then saying “Lord be wis you an also wis you, God bess you, Fadder, Hoy Speet, Amen,” then singing the Alleluia again. (we're not sure what happened to the Second Person of the Trinity...)
She also loves the alphabet tune – often we hear her singing nonsense syllables to that tune, or singing about whatever she's doing. We think she's living in a perpetual musical. This evening she was singing, “I'm a noono, I'm a noono,” while dancing one of her noodles around the rim of her cup. (after which she devoured it with a snarling sound)
Miriam will often comment on her crying episodes as soon as the storm clouds clear. For example, before her tears are even dry she'll say something like, “Meenum's cwying kabuzz no wanta eata oatmeal.” (Kabuzz is her cute version of “because” -- our favorite of her words so far!)
Not only do Miriam's hands not seem to know what the other is doing, but they seem to be downright hostile towards each other. For example, her fingers regularly fight over her sippy cups. So we're teaching them to take turns poking themselves into the sippy spout, but I guess they're slow learners: “Okay, dis hand's turn. No! Stop dat! Nauny [naughty -- said with lips puckered] hand! [smack smack smack] Dis hand need to share.”
It's a good thing that Miriam and her cousin Edy get along so well in real life, because Edy gets a lot of abuse in Miriam's imagination! Often Miriam will be playing quietly, then all of a sudden we'll hear her yelling, “Edy, no! No, Edy! Stop it! I'ma smack you! You being nauny! You need a time out!” (we're a little worried about the smacking part, since she doesn't have any contact with anyone who hits, at least as far as we know!) Of course, she also says the same things to her various stuffed animals. I guess she's just practicing for her younger sibling. ;)
I suppose one of the things Miriam likes most about her friendship with Edy is Edy's vast amount of wealth – this evening we were informed that “Edy has a bicy-o [bicycle], Edy has a bacuum, Edy has a lawnmoweh – Edy has LOTS of things!” Edy also has small versions of everything, apparently – we'll be reading a book together, and: “Look, Mommy, elephant! Edy has a little elephant.” Or we'll be driving in the car: “Look, a mocyco [motorcycle]! Edy has a little mocyco.” However, “Edy doesn't have a car. SOMEday Edy have a car.”