the girl

Communication

The Girl of late has been doing a lot to shake up my notions of what it means to communicate and all the different ways it’s possible to share a thought with another person.

DSC_4260

The biggest preconception she’s radically challenged is the age at which an individual can create novel ways of communicating. We’ve been using baby signing with L, and she’s picked up on several signs that she uses regularly now: eat, more, and bath are among them. She understands a lot more — sleep, drink, potty/diaper change — but that’s not terribly impressive in that she already understands a great deal of spoken language. What shocked me recently about the signing was that L created her own sign for a word that she understands: swing. She waves her right arm back and forth at about shoulder level when she wants to go swing — which is pretty much constantly.

Another preconception: the ability to speak develops much later in children raised in a multilingual environment than it does in a monolingual home. L has a few words that she uses to great effect.

  • dac (“give”, pronounced “dach”)
  • tam (“there”, pronounced more or less as it appears)
  • down

She’s got a few more that she almost says, and at least one L-ism: “baaa” is bannana.

But her understanding of both Polish and English is amazing. We ask her many things in both Polish and English and she understands them both unhesitatingly.

All this culminates in the last unexpected change: an increase in crying. She knows what is possible with communication now — in a word, everything — but she lacks the skills to tell us everything she wants or needs. And the resulting frustration manifests itself in crying/screaming fits more often than we’d like.

The developments of the last few weeks, though, promise a quick end to these fits. In other words, the problem is the solution.

Eating

DSC_4404

DSC_4408

Slide

We took the Girl back to the park, where she went down the slide on her own for the first time.

Hesitant at first, she was soon zooming down on her own.

Swing

DSC_4187

Rocking Chair

The Girl has a rocking chair in her room. Lately, she’s figured out that she’s big enough to climb into it on her own.

DSC_3934
DSC_3936
DSC_3937
DSC_3924
DSC_3925
DSC_3926

Of course, in typical Girl fashion, she’s not content just to sit.

Bath

The Girl has had a love-hate relationship with the bath.

DSC_3902

She generally liked it until recently. There was a time when she hated it; this was because she had been sick for a while and simply hadn’t had a bath for a couple of weeks. Once we got back into the routine, though, she started liking it again. She wasn’t eager to get in, but she caused no problems; she wasn’t eager to get out, but she didn’t fuss.

No more.

Now she loves it. And getting her out can result in one upset Girl. Bath time is play time — and she’ll play with just about anything.

Fork

Dancing Again

The Girl has added some moves

The Girl, Updated

Maja commented about preferring pictures of L to pictures of a very blue 55-gallon drum. (I didn’t provide a translation, but trust me, that’s what she said. To which K replied, “I just hope we won’t become known in the neighborhood as ‘those people with the blue barrel’.”) And then Nana and Papa mentioned the lack of Girl pictures of late.

How did this happen? Are we not doting anymore?

Well, we have been taking pictures. I just haven’t been posting them.

How about a video instead?

Charleston

Last weekend we were in Charleston. Fun city — European, old, classy. At least that’s what I heard. I didn’t get to see much because the Girl decided to get sick, and I stayed with her in the hotel.

Dziadek and K went to see the USS Yorktown

DSC_3459

And Fort Sumter

DSC_3503

Looks like fun.

Meanwhile, L and I sat in the hotel room, playing games, laughing, napping, and having a generally nice Saturday.