Bubble, bubble, bubble. That's what Tully started saying yesterday. (Well, really, it's more like "bubba, bubba, bubba" but the intention is "bubble.") Bubbles seem to be everywhere these days: at our singing group, in our favorite books, on the wall in the playroom.
This language acquisition thing cracks me up, excites me, and makes me so in awe of the human brain and experience.
Here's her list of words now:
baba (which means cup or bottle)
mmmm (what a cow says)
nay (what a horse says)
baaaa (what a sheep says)
Pablo (the name of her friend who lives next-door)
(I feel like I'm missing a few, but my brain is tired. Will fill in if I think of them...)