Saturday, January 1, 2011

I can haz words

So, you know how I've fretted off and on all year about The Lad's speech or lack thereof? Well, in true Beastly fashion, he's gone from zero to 60 in the last couple weeks. Everything is balls to the wall with this kid. It wasn't enough to just roll over. No, he needed to roll all over my house. He couldn't just pull up. He needed to climb. And, since the week leading up to Christmas, he's gone from saying just a few words -- Mamamama, Dada and Whoa! -- to saying PHRASES.

"Haz dis? Haz dat?"

My child is an Internet joke.

He walked up to my father-in-law, who was holding a beer, and said, "Haz dat?"

He's also constantly pointing at things and saying, "Waz dis? Waz dat?"

Another favorite phrase: "'ook dis." (Look at this.) He usually says that while reaching for something dangerous or climbing something high.

This child is going to be the death of me.

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