Oh my goodness, don’t you hate it when people act like their kids are just the smartest kids alive?!
So anyway, Alice is a genius.
The pediatrician asked me at Alice’s 18-month checkup if she knew 10 words.
I said yes.
Doctor: “Does she know more than 10?”
Me: “Oh, yes.”
Doctor: “Like what?”
Me: “Umm…like most things.”
And then I started the weirdest rambling of random words ever like a lunatic.
Me some more: “Car, Mommy, Daddy, all the animals, mermaid, skeleton, ghost, broken, everyone’s names, blanket, night-night, bye-bye, love you, sink, bubbles, apple, what happened?, pumpkin…”
Doctor: “So would you say she knows more than 30?”
Doctor: “More than 50?”
Because now I’m thinking…I have no idea.
She knows all the words!
I don’t know how many that is! I’m bad at math. I don’t have a mathematical mind at all.
She just…knows all the words!
Yesterday she brought me the blades from a toy helicopter and this is how it went…
Alice: “Uh-oh, what happened?”
Me: “I don’t know. Where did this come from?”
Me: “A helicopter?”
Alice: “Uh-huh. Broke.”
Me: “Where is the helicopter?”
And then Alice looked around for it.
She knows HELICOPTER.
So I don’t know…I guess it’s safe to say she knows more than 50, right?!
(I felt pressured to get it right! I’m what most people like to call…a freak.)
Since she’s clearly a genius and all, maybe she’ll be good at math too.
And at 19 months she’ll say, “I know 79 words, Mom.”
And I’ll totally have to take her word for it.