Sure, we’ve been hearing the small one babble “dahdahdahdah” and “ma ma ma” for weeks now, but it has always been indiscriminate and varying in the number of “dah”s or “ma”s, so we thought little of it beyond its enduring cuteness. This weekend, however, were introduced to “guh.”
As in dog, but drop the beginning and only go with the drawn out g sound.
And not just “guh” whenever the small one felt like singing, but only when our beagle-mutt wandered into the room in the that forlorn way that only a creature with bassett hound blood can muster (and Eeyore). It’s probably because both my husband and I always chorus “is that your dog?” whenever the mutt is in sight, and the small one lunges his body towards the fur ball he so desperately wants to grab.
We even went to a friend’s house the other evening and when I pointed to their lab and said “that’s a dog, just like Watson” I was greeted with a smile and an assertive “guh” from the small one.
Am I insane to find this completely awesome?
And yes, poor Watty is now officially referred to as “guh” whenever my husband and I want to talk about him without his knowing, as in “you are so walking guh tonight” or “did you feed guh yet?” As if the poor animal wasn’t neglected enough, he’s now been reduced to a consonant.
June 18, 2009 at 12:31 am |
My little one who is not quite a year yet is the same way with ma, ma, ma and da, da, da. He doesn’t seem to relate it to either one of us. I am waiting on the edge of my seat for him to say his first word or something that he relates to a thing!