Adjective confusion

Almost as soon as Rose blew out the two candles on her last birthday cake, with a little help from her older sisters, her vocabulary seemed to explode. She’s always been more verbal than mobile, babbling away from just a few months old, happy to sit and chat over learning to roll or crawl. This summer, I’ve loved reading books to her before bed, just the two of us, and then settling in to listen to her talk. I’ve tried to capture some of these sessions on video, they make me so happy. Sometimes I have no clue what she’s rambling on and on about, but she just loves to talk. I love to listen.

Rose has recently started adding adjectives to her repertoire. Everything is yellow and you can’t convince her otherwise. Her favorite doll is now her “yellow baby” and her favorite snack is “yellow apples.” When she grabs a blue marker, the exclaims, “yellow!” When you kindly let her know the marker is actually blue, she says, “No, it’s yellow.” Her favorite numbers are two and fourteen. If you ask her how old she is, sometimes she’ll say two, other times she will say yellow.

As her mom, it’s all grand and sometimes I get lost thinking about just how quickly she has learned so many new words and how to use them to communicate. A few mix-ups here and there is to be expected.

Last week, on our drive up to my parents’ beach house in Maine, we stopped for breakfast along the way. Rose was positive that she wanted pancakes for breakfast and even ordered all by herself. When her pancakes were cut, she dove right in. A few bites in, I asked, “How are those pancakes?”

She looked up at me, mouth full or pancakes and smile, and said, “happy.”

18 thoughts on “Adjective confusion

  1. Wow! I’m a little concerned, Jess, concerned about your lack of concern. First, two is the candle-blowing benchmark for 2-year-olds (it’s three in Westport!). With some focused practice (I assume you’re familiar with snorkel therapy) and maybe some tutoring, you can have her up to 2 and a half candles by January (that’s the mean candle-blowing success out of many data points. None of these “You can’t blow out half a candle” comments). I’d look for at least a 50% improvement by mid-year. As for the adjective confusion, I think we should go right to testing. It could be a sign of color-blindness or, in the case of the happy pancake, some emotional issues. Don’t delay.
    Or, as an alternative, keep recording her comments for all of us to enjoy.

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    1. Just kidding, above. Really loved this post. I loved the opening with the candles and the explosion…of vocabulary. Love that Rose is such a word person. And she’s right about the pancakes. For several years I had to decorate pancakes with a whipped cream smile, raisin eyes, and an apricot jam nose. Happy pancake.

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      1. I laughed at your original comment. Every time Rose talks to my dad, he throws his hands up and says, “I don’t know what you said.” Somehow, it’s always clear to me. When we make pancakes at home, we always use whipped cream. I recently had a request for tooth shaped pancakes after Wren lost her latest tooth!

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  2. Pancakes are HAPPY! I love that! I love how Rose thinks everything is yellow. I have my own chatty girl. She is 6 now but she was an early talker too and I still love watching videos of her singing and talking as a baby. Great Slice!

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  3. The pancakes are happy because they are headed to her belly! Like everyone has said, love the that you are soaking in the present state of her language and relishing in her overuse of yellow and two! My favorite image here is the one of you reading to her and you letting her talk while you listen! So sweet! Thanks for sharing!

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  4. Such a sweet post! I love hearing about language and how kids figure it out. They find what they like, try it on for size, experiment and practice, and somehow it all makes sense. Isn’t that the way life rolls? Here’s to happy yellow pancakes!

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  5. we still hold words close to our hearts that our oldest said when he was a toddler and that was thirty years ago. I love how everything we’ve learned about child development plays out right there in their day to day. Such a miracle.

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