It's started...the word storm. Everyday Maximilien uses new words to express himself. Instead of grunts and pointing we have words!!! Each morning for the past couple months there's an explosion of words coming out of his mouth so fast that our morning-tired adult brains can't understand. It's so exciting. I can tell that Max is excited because finally he can express to us what he really wants. There have been so many new words that I can't keep track how many new words he's used in the last week. Today, he asked for a cookie with a perfectly pronounced "Mommy, Cookie, please?".
Up until recently Maximilien would make the sounds of the animals he wanted to talk to us about. Moo, Bââ, click his tongue (for the horse), Mêêê (Fench goat), coin coin (French duck) and just last week during our trip I'd hear him say, "regard! Sheeeeeeep, Mama!" or "hooooooorse" or "gooooooo" (for goat) or "oiseau" (bird)! I then I realize that my son will someday speak better French than his mother and I think, I'm alright with that. At 23 months, he impresses me with how well he processes the two languages so easily. Everyday, I look forward to hearing the new words he's learned and the new things he can do. At the créche he is called the puzzle master (and dou dou master) by the assistants. Even still at 23 months old, I feel the amazing grip that motherhood has on me and am loving every minute of it.
