Verbal diarrhea

So. Perp hasn't been much of a talker so far. Sure, she's got the essentails: Mama, Dada, kitty, ball, hot, etc., but beyond that, not a huge vocab. And she's been doing the cute sorta-stutter kids do when they have a lot to say but are too excited to get it out: "Uh-uh-uh-uh baby eye! Mama baby na-na!" Stuff like that.

So imagine my surprise whwn she started saying like as many as 8 new words a day. Seriously, if I could learn at that rate, I could be a nuclear physicist by the end of the month. Or at least a regular physicist.

Thus far, in one week she's started saying: book, kick, sit, duck, teeth, play, house, pig, egg, bike, bus, lake, bubble, nuk, doggy (doggeek, aww!), leaf, pink, help, sit, tree, out, please (unpromted!), pull, apple, and bath. I'd call that a language explosion, how 'bout you? I'm not sure how long I'll keep track of the daily progress. I wish I'd kept track of what she was saying already, so I could compare. *sigh* Alas, Bad Mommy syndrome strikes again and this is basically the only record of her childhood I have. Well, this and all the pictures. I suck!