In April 2010 we had our one year home check up. They weren't' really worried about his words as they said he had been removed from his first language and thrown into a second at a critical point in development. They gave us a referral to a speech therapist just so we could get a baseline in case there was an issue later on. The week he was to go to the speech therapist he finally said his first two word sentence, "me turn", "Ya Ya turn" "me own". I was thrilled and almost cancelled the appointment. I'm glad I didn't.
We spent two hours with the therapist and she fell in love with Nati. Her evaluation was that he comprehended at or above his age. His words were about 6 months behind but even if English was his first language he would not qualify for therapy at that level. She wants to see him next summer but she really wasn't concerned at all. She gave us great tips on how to help him and what not to do. They told us to not correct him but just say everything the right way in front of him. This was a great help to us.
Now, fast forward three months and there are words flying all over the place in our house. He is even funny like Yared is. Sometimes only Yared and I know what he is saying but more and more others know what he is saying. It is so fun listening to him.
We were having a potty time he looks and says "Me cute bum bum." I tell him this all the time as he really does have an adorable bum. I replied, "Yes, your bum is cute." He smiles and says, "Mommy cute bum bum too." That made me laugh and laugh which wasn't great as he now says this quite often. Some of my favorite words he says are "whera" for where and "right hera" for right here. Also he has Lightening Mqueen underware used as incentive for potty training which he calls "Keen ware ware" The sound I hear most often these days is "Ya Ya tay wi me" or "Mommy tay wi me" which is asking us to play with him. He also is a bit fascinated with old people. He will yell "Ole man" and act out being old with a cane if he sees an older person. I am trying to break him of this as he is getting clearer and clearer and I don't want him to offend anyone. When he had a tummy ache one day he said, "Mommy, belly hurt, me ah ah ah." (I hurt and need an ambulance.). He climbed in the van one day and said, "Mommy van hot, new van ease" (the van is hot and we need a new van please.). I even catch him talking in his sleep. His newest phrase is "yeah baby" learned from Daddy.
It is wonderful to have his words come in and to see even more of his fun personality through his broader communication skills. His imagination might even be bigger than Yared's but we are only finding this out as he couldn't tell us what he was playing. We are so grateful that he is talking. Sometimes we have to work on not yelling the same thing 6 times at the top of our lungs, but I'll take the noise and chaos any day to watching him struggle to express exactly what he needed and/or wants.