So I was upstairs reading to Daphne on BumbleDay last weekend, and one of the books we read was Jimmy Fallon’s “DADA.”
Not sure why that one on the left is so irritabull…
While I was reading, it occurred to me that Daphne is already speaking to us. Sure the sounds she’s emitting aren’t, according to Hoyle, words, but she’s been “talking” for a long time now. Which is to say she’s making audible noises that are meant to convey meaning.
So I’ve started working on a baby glossary. Here are a few examples:
GRAAAAH! *arm flap*
Translation: I am the unhappiest child that has ever graced this planet. And it is entirely your fault.
GRuh-OOO! SA! *kick*
Translation: In case you were unaware, I am awake in here. And I must now kick the bassinet repeatedly, as is the custom of my people.
MMMMMmmnnna…
Translation: Yes, peasant. It is time for my bottle. Chop, chop.
AAAOAAAAEIAAAH!
Translation: Yes, the playmat is fine. But could you lift it closer to that ceiling fan?
Posted: August 26, 2015 · Leave a Comment
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So I was upstairs reading to Daphne on BumbleDay last weekend, and one of the books we read was Jimmy Fallon’s “DADA.”
While I was reading, it occurred to me that Daphne is already speaking to us. Sure the sounds she’s emitting aren’t, according to Hoyle, words, but she’s been “talking” for a long time now. Which is to say she’s making audible noises that are meant to convey meaning.
So I’ve started working on a baby glossary. Here are a few examples:
GRAAAAH! *arm flap*
Translation: I am the unhappiest child that has ever graced this planet. And it is entirely your fault.
GRuh-OOO! SA! *kick*
Translation: In case you were unaware, I am awake in here. And I must now kick the bassinet repeatedly, as is the custom of my people.
MMMMMmmnnna…
Translation: Yes, peasant. It is time for my bottle. Chop, chop.
AAAOAAAAEIAAAH!
Translation: Yes, the playmat is fine. But could you lift it closer to that ceiling fan?
Blooooah?
Translation: Oh, is that the Baby Brezza I hear?
*PPPPbbbrrrrrit…* Aeh
Translation: I am gassy.
BEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAhhh!
Translation: My God! That stinks of old milk and death!
Nggghhhhhh
Translation: I may have just spackled my Pampers a little.
j.s.
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