I may be biased but I think my kids are pretty dang smart, and the girls are incredibly verbal. They are just over 2 1/2 and correctly use words like barely, probably and actually. They also know and use many synonyms like slice instead of cut. They have incredible memories and often recall a ridiculous amount of detail about things that happened a long time ago. One example happened yesterday. Russell and I were talking about one of our favorite pictures of Kylie. I took it over a month ago. Just hearing us talk about this photo Kylie remembered the day, what was happening while we took the picture (Russell was taking a nap) AND what clothes he was wearing at the time. Another example happened while I was on the phone with my step-mother. She has a blue front amazon parrot who was making a lot of noise that Alyssa could hear over the phone. Alyssa (who has been to their house only once in the last year and a half and it was back in July) remembered that Joanne covers the bird up with a blanket when she is being too noisy AND where the blanket is stored when not in use.
Sometimes they talk about things that I did not even notice at the time or do not remember myself and I am confused about what exactly they are talking about. This can include things they have read in the countless books we have and have borrowed from the library, anything they see or hear while we are running errands, etc. And it can be from months ago, which does not help narrow things down. Recently they have been talking about a dragon. They don’t watch movies or TV so that was out of the question. I couldn’t remember a book with any dragons in it but they were persistent with it. Yesterday after nap I finally figured out what they were talking about. It wasn’t a dragon after all (although that is the exact word they were saying) it is a set of toy blocks. More specifically it is the wood block with a string to pull it around that the blocks fit into. They drag it. So they decided that is what it must be called.
This isn’t the first time they have made words for things that while they are not the correct word, I think is so clever of them. They don’t wait to be told what everything is, they use their knowledge of how words are used to try to figure stuff out on their own. Like the thing used to mop the floors. It is a “mopper.”
O.k. I’m proud of those little girls. I’ve said it. I’ll stop bragging on them for now. 🙂