Jeager Talker

Monday  in mid-afternoon  Mystie

Jaeger is two and is putting together two or more words to form “sentences”; different phrases every day and appropriate to and created for specific contexts. Watching communication development is so much fun, and it’s so much easier to be able to demand words instead of inarticulate cries. Now, “No, don’t fuss, talk to me” applies to both boys. Yay!

Though he will spontaneously talk according to the situation, often at this point new and different words coming out of his mouth for the first time, several have found their way to repeated prominence in his lexicon:

That’s mine.
Now me.
But Mom.
My turn.

Yup, he’s two. I still think 18m-30m is the cutest stage, though, and even his “but Mom” can’t change my mind. :)

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