Dada's Butt

There is nothing cuter than watching your baby’s vocabulary explode, until he says something incriminating.

It all started out so innocently. Right around Cole’s first birthday, as we helped Cole learn his animal sounds ("What does the lion say?" "What does the cow say?" etc.), we would slip in an occasional "What does Dada’s butt say?" just for kicks. Now "pfft" is in his repertoire right along with "roar" and "moo."

Over the last month, Cole has been saying more and more words, and has started putting words together. "Bye-Bye Dada" was his first two-word phrase, followed by phrases like "More cheese." "Mama, Mess!" "Yellow juice" "Bubble Bath" "Mama’s car" "Mama’s shoes" "All done" "Dada clean."

We’d been eagerly waiting for more three-word phrases and sentences. The weekend before last we got our wish. Cole said his first sentence for Dan and the babysitter while I was at work. Apparently out of the blue he just looked at both of them and said "Dada’s Butt pffffft," flashing his proudest grin. The babysitter about peed her pants she laughed so hard.

Good job, Cole! We would have remembered your first sentence no matter what you said, but you wanted to make it something no one could forget.... EVER!


Update: Since "Dada’s Butt pffft," Cole has come up with sentence after sentence. This week he actually made a compound sentence: "Juice All Done; More Juice, Please."
Go, Cole, go.