I think I can talk
I’m getting close now,
I’m trying so hard,
I almost know how.
I copy my mum,
Her voice goes up and down,
The faces I pull,
I look like a cute clown.
I’m trying to tell you,
You’re the best Mum and Dad,
You protecting my health,
So please don’t feel bad…
Injections don’t hurt me,
They just make me cry,
They all try to distract me,
Then shock, why oh why?
I love that you’ve let me,
Try eating some fruit,
So tasty, my tongue is,
Having such a hoot.
One day soon I will shock you,
Your mouth will hang wide,
I’ll say MaMa or DaDa,
I just can’t decide.
Which one to say first,
‘Cos your both number one,
But whichever I say,
You know you’ve both won.
The goo-goos and gaa-gaas,
Will follow when I try it,
You’ll long for the days,
When I sat there, so quiet.
Lovely!
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It’s amazing how quickly babies learn and I’m sure the words are in their head just waiting for their tongue and lips to work properly!
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I know – it’s beautiful watching her trying to communicate. Seems so long ago that my own children were doing this… x
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So cute. She will be reading that book soon.
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I think she will. Such a lovely age xx
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That’s so lovely, our granddaughter is also 4 months old and sounds just the same. I love your poem and can relate to it so much!
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Aw, look forward to comparing notes with another grandmother. This is my first, I should read more of your blog but do you have others?
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No we don’t have any others, Emilia is our first too. Such a lovely time isn’t it?
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It’s the best. Look forward to sharing this journey with you xx
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This is so cute. I love this ❤❤.
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