A few weeks ago Katy's vocabulary consisted of 12 or 13 words. Now, I'm unable to keep record of all the words she says because she is developing so rapidly. As a parent, it's bittersweet to watch the last hints of baby disappear as Katy discovers the world of spoken communication.
Katy's newest word is "yeah." Ask her almost any question and her answer will be a squeaky, "Yeah." She even responds, "Yeah," when asked if she would like to brush her teeth, change her clothes, or clean her face, things she most certainly protests with "no, no, no, no, no" when we actually do them. Ask Katy if she wants to sleep with a scorpion or eat rotten food and her answer will be, "Yeah."
Last weekend Chris, Katy, and I went to dinner with some friends who also have one-year-old children. The other mothers and I were discussing the various manifestations of temper tantrums when we discovered that all of our darling children have, at times, purposefully hit mom in the face during moments of frustration. I commented on how I don't understand where Katy learned this behavior as I never hit her or anyone else in the face. Chris, who was standing nearby, quickly joked that he slaps Katy in the face. We all laughed and then I jokingly and rhetorically asked Katy if Daddy slaps her in the face. Without any hesitation, Katy responded, "Yeah." It was Katy's first joke, and it was pretty darn funny.
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