[February]
Mike: What d’you think her first word’s gonna be?
theVet: Probably “daddy” — she seems to love seeing you when you come home.
Mike: Well, she spends a lot more time with you — I’d bet it’s “mommy.”
theVet: We’ll see, I suppose.
* * * * *
[Now, walking]
figgy: [excited, squeals]
Mike: What is it? Do you see the doggies?
figgy: doggy!
theVet: Her first word!
figgy: doggy!doggy!doggy!
Mike: [philosophically] Well, at least that’s one fight we won’t have to have.
Tags: baby, conversations, dad, doggy, figgy, first word, mom
14 July 2008 at 7:38 pm |
@Figgy: Good luck in your future career as an international diplomat!
Congratulations to one and all on a significant milestone; excellent choice for the first words.
14 July 2008 at 7:53 pm |
Now to distinguish: cats, birds, airplanes, cars, small moving crawly things are all not doggies, though they’re labeled similarly. Perhaps my coarse ears are not sufficiently finely attuned to the nuances of intonation.