luvflorida
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...we just never know what is going to come out of his mouth!
Our grandson was a late talker. He didn't utter a word until he was around twenty months or so. He is now two and a half, and talks all the time!

The other day, I was saying the first part of the following rhyme, and Carter would say the rest of each line:
Me: One, two...
Carter: buckle my shoe
Me: Three, four...
Carter: shut the door
Me: Five, six...
Carter: pick up sticks
Me: seven, eight...
Carter: lay them.....*long pause*....over there!
And I thought we had this rhyming thing down.
Last night, my husband and I took Carter to see the new movie HOP. Before we left, my husband was showing Carter a trailer from the movie on his iPad, just so he could get a feel for what the movie was about. Our grandson loves animals and he loves drums, so we figured it would be a winning combination.
Just as we were walking into the theatre, Carter looks at his grampa and says, "I don't want to see the bunny movie here. I want to go home and see it on your pad."
When we returned from the theatre (he did decide to stay and watch it afterall
) Carter wanted to get the drumsticks out and play on the rock band set. I was telling him how I thought he was a good drummer and that he was just like the bunny in the movie. He looked at me very seriously and said, "I don't have big ears like the bunny. I have regular ears."
Here is my sweet "regular ears" grandson playing the drums. He informed me, "I'm being Ringo."

Our grandson was a late talker. He didn't utter a word until he was around twenty months or so. He is now two and a half, and talks all the time!


The other day, I was saying the first part of the following rhyme, and Carter would say the rest of each line:
Me: One, two...
Carter: buckle my shoe
Me: Three, four...
Carter: shut the door
Me: Five, six...
Carter: pick up sticks
Me: seven, eight...
Carter: lay them.....*long pause*....over there!
And I thought we had this rhyming thing down.

Last night, my husband and I took Carter to see the new movie HOP. Before we left, my husband was showing Carter a trailer from the movie on his iPad, just so he could get a feel for what the movie was about. Our grandson loves animals and he loves drums, so we figured it would be a winning combination.

Just as we were walking into the theatre, Carter looks at his grampa and says, "I don't want to see the bunny movie here. I want to go home and see it on your pad."

When we returned from the theatre (he did decide to stay and watch it afterall
) Carter wanted to get the drumsticks out and play on the rock band set. I was telling him how I thought he was a good drummer and that he was just like the bunny in the movie. He looked at me very seriously and said, "I don't have big ears like the bunny. I have regular ears." Here is my sweet "regular ears" grandson playing the drums. He informed me, "I'm being Ringo."
Well, really, really early. Second DS would say "Daggy" which meant Mommy and Daddy and "Bubba" and that was IT... until 16 months old. I got his hair cut and weaned him and he started talking and talking and talking! I swear, after the haircut it was "Mom, could you please hand me the red ball." 
Aren't they fun when they're really understanding language?