Today I had a "is my child a little slow?" moment. I met up with a friend and her two kids for a coffee and play date. I had been feeling awfully proud of my boy lately with all of his new words, and impressed when he occasionally strings two words together - "cookie juice," "cookie snack," "snack juice"... you get the idea. My bubble was seriously burst today when my friend's little boy, who is barely two months older than Eli, looked straight at me and proclaimed, "I throw a football like Peyton Manning!"
Huh.
Did I just have a seizure, or did a child my son's age just say a complicated, sports-related, well-articulated sentence to me? I really don't see Katie as the pushy, flashcards-at-6-months kind of mom, so when she told me that he just has naturally off-the-charts verbal ability, I guess I have to believe her.
I tried to shake it off and force myself back into my usual non-competitive mother mode. I was quite pleased when Eli picked up a book about baby animals and said, "animal." "Okay," I thought. "My kid's just fine. He'll still get into college." Then he pointed to a picture of my husband and said, "Daddy!" "Oh!" I marveled, "My little genius! Rhodes Scholar, here we come."
Then he pointed to me and said, "Daddy!" Hm.
Then he pointed to himself and said, you guessed it, "Daddy." Damn.
It's a good thing you're so cute, kid.
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Girl, Brice is so slow we are counting on a sport scholarship for him. He still can't say Daddy!! And he's 3 months older than Eli!! He has severely limited vocab and the words he does have are...well, we might be the only ones who understand them. And, he SCREAMS and cries and SCREAMS for 75% of his awake time. Seriously, we are about to put him on Craigslist.
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