Sylvan is in the middle of a language explosion. Long-time readers will remember our post about Sylvan’s 91 words. That was almost three months ago. Since then, he has picked up about 2-3 new words per day, probably more. There is no way that we could count all of his words now, but he must have three or four hundred. Almost every day, he says a word that I know I didn’t teach him.
He is now putting together two- and three-word phrases — Mommy shoes, Mommy chair, shoes on, on on on on on! — and saying four-syllable words — motorcycle, peanut butter, smoke detector. OK, those aren’t all words, but you get the idea.
He and I just got back from a quick walk to the store with Wendy. It’s about four blocks to the store. Our trip was about twenty minutes long. I didn’t have a voice recorder and didn’t think to take notes, but these were just some of the words he used to describe his surroundings during the trip:
around, ball, berry, bike, bin, bird, boots, brown shoes, car, cat, Chloe, computer, cow milk, dog, down, fan, flower, food, grass, hand, handle, home, oatmeal, socks, store, sun, touch, trailer, truck, up, water, Wendy, yogurt
And that’s just one twenty-minute trip.
It gets more amazing every day. And everyone tells me that it doesn’t stop. I don’t know if my brain’s amazement center can take it.