I thought I'd take a minute to make a list of the words that Thaddeus says. He doesn't really say much and prefers using gestures and voice inflection to his little sounds to get his point across. Actual words that he says, preceded by the way that he pronounces them:
"bah" = bye
"hey" = hey
"mama" = mommy, daddy, auntie, memaw
"djuece" = juice
"koo keh" = cookie
"ka kuh" = cracker
"kah" = car
"mow" = more
He also says animals sounds for a cow "moo", sheep "baa", dog "wuh wuh" (his version of a dog barking), and an in and out "f" sound which he believes is made by a bunny since that is what we taught him :).
He also uses sign language to say cat and please, always with a big proud smile.
He has said other words once or twice without putting them into use and we do not hear them anymore or only did once:
"yaya" = Callia (not anymore)
"mayma" = Memaw (not anymore)
"dada" = daddy (not anymore)
"eeee" = horse neighing (once)
"uh yuh" = I love you (once)
I am trying to teach him more signs and please is a new one that I require him to say in order to get something he wants, just to get him to use some type of language. I don't know if he has more words than I know of and that I just can't understand them, but I doubt it because most of his noises sound like "uh duh" and another one I can't think of right now. He uses various tones that really do say a lot, like he is singing the way he feels. Fits are becoming very frequent as he has more complex thoughts that he cannot express and he gets angry with me for not understanding his gestures and sounds, especially when he wants something specific. I'm trying to figure out how I can learn more signs myself because I really don't know that many relative to how many words I use when I talk to him, and he seems to have less aversion to signing things than saying them.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Pictures
Sho...for anyone who ish intereshted, I have added and backdated a bunch of pictures for July-September.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Busy Man
Thaddeus makes us all laugh when he plays because he seems so serious and purposeful about what he is doing.
He was playing with blocks here yesterday after his nap while Sarah and Julie were over, and was moving them around in the little wagon that they are kept in. There were two blocks missing so two holes, and he was moving blocks from full spaces to empty ones, over and over and over, essentially rearranging them endlessly while we were talking. Eventually Sarah pointed out that although he was doing almost nothing, he felt it was something significant and at one point when the blocks looked no different to us, he clasped his hands in delight and when Sarah congratulated him he bashfully scrunched up his shoulders, covered his face with his clasped hands and grinned!
This type of play is very typical for him and he will, for instance, get tupperware out of the pantry and use it to carry blocks around. He'll put blocks or other items from one container to the next, endlessly rearranging them, and carrying them to different locations in the house, such as from the living room carpet to the bottom step in the foyer and back again on various trays and in buckets. Every little movement is so purposeful and his face is so dead panned serious. He will not be interrupted except to be congratulated and sometimes not even them. If I try to talk to him he just brushes past as if he's too busy for such things.
What a funny silly little guy. I think he is absolutely delightful.
He was playing with blocks here yesterday after his nap while Sarah and Julie were over, and was moving them around in the little wagon that they are kept in. There were two blocks missing so two holes, and he was moving blocks from full spaces to empty ones, over and over and over, essentially rearranging them endlessly while we were talking. Eventually Sarah pointed out that although he was doing almost nothing, he felt it was something significant and at one point when the blocks looked no different to us, he clasped his hands in delight and when Sarah congratulated him he bashfully scrunched up his shoulders, covered his face with his clasped hands and grinned!
This type of play is very typical for him and he will, for instance, get tupperware out of the pantry and use it to carry blocks around. He'll put blocks or other items from one container to the next, endlessly rearranging them, and carrying them to different locations in the house, such as from the living room carpet to the bottom step in the foyer and back again on various trays and in buckets. Every little movement is so purposeful and his face is so dead panned serious. He will not be interrupted except to be congratulated and sometimes not even them. If I try to talk to him he just brushes past as if he's too busy for such things.
What a funny silly little guy. I think he is absolutely delightful.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Starting School
Tuesday was Callia's first day of Kindergarten at Hugh Mercer Elementary. Her teacher's name is Ms. Jones, who is a seemingly sweet and quite professional black woman who has apparently been teaching for about 30 years, according to Barbara down the street, who we met at the bus stop Tuesday afternoon. Anyhow, so far so good with school for Callia, although she has only gone for two days. Today she didn't go because she had some kidney tests down at VCU Medical Center and an appointment with the urinologist, which thankfully went quite well.
Comments Callia had about her first day of school:
While sitting in the car waiting to be dropped off at the curb:
"I don't want to go to school, Mommy, I think I just will miss you and I want to stay with you"
After school referring to my promise that someone would be there to hold her hand and help her to class:
"Nobody held my hand and I just had to walk down the hall and find my class where they pointed."
"I made a friend on the bus" "I don't know what her name is" "The bus driver was very very mad and yelling a lot" "Me and my friend were being quiet while the other kids were yelling when the bus driver got mad" "She was just yelling and yelling and yelling"
"I made a friend in class and her name is Clair"
"The B-I-B-L-E yes that's the book for me....we sang that song in class today"
So overall to me it sounds like a pretty rough start and I'm a bit concerned about how harsh her bus driver is. I'm sure Callia will be able to adjust but I'm not sure that I want her to get used to that kind of situation...I'll have to think about that for a bit. Running back and forth to pick her up and drop her off will be difficult especially once the weather starts getting cold and I'll have to bundle Thad and strap him into the car seat....ugh! We'll see. Callia's view so far is that school is good, despite all the negative comments. I think that in general she shared with me the things that she thought were bad and not so many of the things she thought were good, since she would probably consider good to be normal. Hopefully. Thank goodness she is a good communicator. What do parents do when there child isn't? I'd be out of my mind with worry.
Comments Callia had about her first day of school:
While sitting in the car waiting to be dropped off at the curb:
"I don't want to go to school, Mommy, I think I just will miss you and I want to stay with you"
After school referring to my promise that someone would be there to hold her hand and help her to class:
"Nobody held my hand and I just had to walk down the hall and find my class where they pointed."
"I made a friend on the bus" "I don't know what her name is" "The bus driver was very very mad and yelling a lot" "Me and my friend were being quiet while the other kids were yelling when the bus driver got mad" "She was just yelling and yelling and yelling"
"I made a friend in class and her name is Clair"
"The B-I-B-L-E yes that's the book for me....we sang that song in class today"
So overall to me it sounds like a pretty rough start and I'm a bit concerned about how harsh her bus driver is. I'm sure Callia will be able to adjust but I'm not sure that I want her to get used to that kind of situation...I'll have to think about that for a bit. Running back and forth to pick her up and drop her off will be difficult especially once the weather starts getting cold and I'll have to bundle Thad and strap him into the car seat....ugh! We'll see. Callia's view so far is that school is good, despite all the negative comments. I think that in general she shared with me the things that she thought were bad and not so many of the things she thought were good, since she would probably consider good to be normal. Hopefully. Thank goodness she is a good communicator. What do parents do when there child isn't? I'd be out of my mind with worry.
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