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I’m the mother of a 3 year old, 20 month old, and 5 month old, and yes – their first words are that exciting! :) I think their first words were “da-da”…Hubby liked that, needless to say!
Now let’s try “Beatus”.
I have kept my ‘Baby Book’ and see that my first words were ‘Daddy’ and ‘Pretty’ in 1944! The first word of one of my sons was ‘Door’ which we thought unusual.
That Mom’s reaction is absolutely priceless!
Da-da is the first word out of all of my kiddos mouths.
My first word was “Dada” inspired by the world’s greatest Daddy, mio babbino caro! Won’t be hearing that from 40% of the babies being born in our nation today. “Dada? What’s that Mom?”
“Never mind, dear, we don’t need him. We have welfare, free school breakfasts and lunches and we got us Obamacare!’
Thanks Sexual Revolution — the gift of Satan that keeps on giving.
The first word I could spell was Stop.
My oldest daughter’s first word was “Hi”! And when she said it, I shrieked with as much delight as this mom. From what I’ve heard from other parents though, I’m hoping I won’t be searching for a “mute” feature when she hits her teen years!
I’d have to dig out the baby books. There is nothing like reaching the point where your child can finally communicate back. I can totally relate to that mom. You always hear bad things about the Terrible Twos, but I consider toddlerhood a (mostly) delightful reward for lonely days spent trying to interpret cries and smooth out misunderstandings.
My mother told me I quite clearly said “two way” referring to a light switch. She was very confused and then saw that I got quite happy when she pointed to it. I then proceed to not say another word for a year, and when I finally did it was not clear at all.
Mine was “dog”, which is funny since we never owned a dog….but whatever! I think “apple” was second.
I don’t remember and have no written evidence of my first word, but my mother said that when I wanted to say something to her, I would put my hand over her mouth and say, “Cose your mouf, Mommy, and don’t raff!” [Close your mouth, Mommy, and don’t laugh!] Since my parents were very careful to teach us proper grammar and pronunciation from an early age, this was must have been very early on. My mother had a beautiful smile and a keen sense of humor and joy in life.
I couldn’t helpt to find it rather odd that mom here seems to be actually teaching… I was under the impression that children acquire the language quite fine by themselves (parents casually talking to them of course).
I don’t remember my own first word. But the first word I remember from my little sister was “circush”. We all wondered what that could mean, because noone had been talking about a circus lately. Well, little sister made the thing clear then: she ran upstairs into the kitchen and fetched a dishcloth (“Gschirrtuch”).
Some of my kid’s first words were, thank you and cookie. True story.
My first word was ‘à terre’. Guess I wanted to be put down on the floor. My baby book says that I didn’t say mommy or daddy (well, it my case it would have been maman & papa) until I was 16 months old.
I can’t remember what our daughter’s first word was, but I can vividly remember that she said ‘hippopotamus’ (in French) several months before she said ‘maman’ and she didn’t say ‘maman’ until she was 13 months old and she was looking for me as I was in the hospital.
Brings back happy memories! And then they grow up…
My eldest daughter’s first word was Da and Dada but it is quite common for this to be a child’s first word and it doesn’t necessarily mean Daddy. I realised this once when my daughter pointed at a bird and said “Da”!
Oh, that is SO DEAR! It’s especially poignant… my only granddaughter is autistic, and there were no words for a long time. Now she’s been in an excellent school in Austin for two years and words are “spouting” out of her! Every time I hear a small child being chatty in church or in a public place I think, “Thank you, Lord, they can talk.”
From stories told, I think my first word was “mine!”
If you look at the date on the video, the kid is 18 years old now. I would LOVE to know his/her reaction to this video.
Another one of our funny family stories is that, as two older brothers picked on each other incessantly, apparently my first words were “quit it”.
My oldest [very bright] brother didn’t speak until 3 1/2 years old – until one day standing on the street with mother and seeing one, he calmly uttered ‘bus’. And hasn’t stopped talking since.
According to my parents, my first sentence was,”Me’s hungy”
Funny, I still am.
Delightful and uplifting video amidst the other struggles in this Church and world.
A family member found this incredibly moving video on LifeNews of a little girl who the doctors recommended be aborted on 5 different occasions.
“… [D]octors discovered that… [she] had a rare form of dwarfism. … Conradi-Hünermann syndrome is a rare genetic disorder characterized by skeletal malformations, skin abnormalities, cataracts and short stature. The specific symptoms and severity varies greatly from one individual to the next. It occurs almost exclusively in girls.” The mother was advised “that her daughter would likely be deaf and that her scoliosis could impair her lung function. Doctors also said her daughter would likely never walk.”
Now she is a YouTube singing sensation, garnering over 200,000 likes. Read the article here and watch her sing the Star Spangled Banner: http://www.lifenews.com/2014/04/03/doctors-tell-mom-to-abort-her-baby-girl-five-times-now-shes-an-internet-sensation/
I was surprised that two responses indicated situations identical with my own. My first word, I am told, was “Hey!” – the Florida equivalent, I learned at age 19, of the “Hi!” reported in one response. (Before I went north to college, I thought that “Hey” was the normal slang for Hello. And in a sense, “loyal Southerner” as I am, I still do.) And the first word of my oldest son was “Door” – the first word reported in another response. Also, the report of a first word “Mine” reminded me of an early playmate of my oldest son. His parents, a graduate student from Germany and his wife, were very gentle people indeed, but the little boy, who of course was being brought up to speak German, since the family would be returning to Germany in less than a year, was aggressive indeed, and frequently said a word the same in German and English: “Mein/Mine!”
My youngest’s first word was “Steph” at a picture of her favorite cousin Stephania.
She was 9 months old.
I am told that I did not speak until I was 4 years old.
Some of the first words they remember me saying, “Industrial Complex”.
Ha!
On the same day as this happy post, my eldest daughter informed she is with child. Happy, indeed.
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