I tried to put my son in his jumperoo- to which he very quickly responded with, "No Mama. Mama up!"
I picked him up. A few minutes later (and because the dishes really DO need not to be in my sink!) I set him down in front of some toys in the living room. He played a minute, I found half the sink, and suddenly from the next room... "Mama! UP!"
I picked him up. Wanting to finish a couple more dishes, I popped him on my hip in a sling. Suddenly, my shirt was pulled up and I heard, "Mama nur." (he's recently picked this one up, he can't get all the way through nurse, but is consistent with 'nur'.) I set him down and handed him a few bites of melon in hopes of getting the last few plates in the dishwasher. He persisted, and I asked if he wanted to nurse. He crawled off to the living room, sounding much like some strange machine, "Nur nur nur mama mama nur nur nur."
He finished nursing, and I headed to the pack and play in the kitchen to get him tucked in for a nap. As we walked past the kitchen sink, he pointed at the few straggling dishes and pointed at them with a big grin exclaiming with great surprise... "Mama ish!" I set him down in his bed, and he stood up again, pointing at the sink, this time, he found the 'd', "Dish mama dish!" The pointed finger turned, and he directed it at himself, quickly uttering "Nie Nie!" (Nie nie = night night) and settled himself down to sleep.
I sat down for a moment at my desk nearby to check email, and from a couple feet away, the plaintive sleepy voice sighed, "Mama.... dish."
I am glad he is discovering the power of words, but I was unaware that my child would be in charge of the daily schedule before he was one.
I picked him up. A few minutes later (and because the dishes really DO need not to be in my sink!) I set him down in front of some toys in the living room. He played a minute, I found half the sink, and suddenly from the next room... "Mama! UP!"
I picked him up. Wanting to finish a couple more dishes, I popped him on my hip in a sling. Suddenly, my shirt was pulled up and I heard, "Mama nur." (he's recently picked this one up, he can't get all the way through nurse, but is consistent with 'nur'.) I set him down and handed him a few bites of melon in hopes of getting the last few plates in the dishwasher. He persisted, and I asked if he wanted to nurse. He crawled off to the living room, sounding much like some strange machine, "Nur nur nur mama mama nur nur nur."
He finished nursing, and I headed to the pack and play in the kitchen to get him tucked in for a nap. As we walked past the kitchen sink, he pointed at the few straggling dishes and pointed at them with a big grin exclaiming with great surprise... "Mama ish!" I set him down in his bed, and he stood up again, pointing at the sink, this time, he found the 'd', "Dish mama dish!" The pointed finger turned, and he directed it at himself, quickly uttering "Nie Nie!" (Nie nie = night night) and settled himself down to sleep.
I sat down for a moment at my desk nearby to check email, and from a couple feet away, the plaintive sleepy voice sighed, "Mama.... dish."
I am glad he is discovering the power of words, but I was unaware that my child would be in charge of the daily schedule before he was one.
That sounds like my oldest at that age. His favorite phrase was, "Mama! Mama! Wat dat?" I'd spend hours with him pointing at things asking me "Wat dat?" and me giving him the names of everything he could see.
It can only get better right? right? 
