Our elder one was very late to start speaking as per us, as per her doctor she was doing fine and every kid takes her own sweet time to start speaking. We tried to pursue a good doctor to refer the kiddo to a speech therapist but he explained to us over zealous first time parents that good things are worth waiting for.
We waited for a full 2+ years before Princess started speaking, and what a debut it was. She talked and talked and talked and talked and still talks. From day one she spoke perfectly without any typical childlike stammering or dysphemia. I kind of missed all the baby babble and child like mistakes that parents really love.
So when our younger one started speaking fairly early we felt “ Yess, This time we did a good job in teaching her how to talk” and wondered if the experience of raising the first kid is actually coming handy.
Other beauty of the younger one speaking was, when she started with all the baby babble, missing words, wrong sentences etc. and it soon became a pastime and hobby for me to make her say something and record it.
We would laugh at the baby talk and feel really blessed to have those moments. Soon the kiddo outgrew all this and started speaking correctly for her age, except for the problem of Sh. Let me explain it here though I don’t think my writing is capable of capturing it.
Her mother became Sasa, who is a friend of Salini Aunty. Salini aunty wears soos that have big heels. Her best friend is Saksam who is very sy. Whenever the kiddo got a chocolate from her mom she will sare it only with her dad, who will leave no chance to tease Sasa, that you gave the chocolate to kid but see is saring it with papa. While see loved her chocolate see hated her MilkSake.
Her Sarpner got lost behind the self, but see will buy another one from Sop.
If Didi will not do “Same Same “of her when see came out of sower, then didi can get a piece of her chocolate. See loves to hug her papa but his save is very much like cactus, so see will hug mama and mama can hug papa.
You get the gist? As I mentioned my writing is not good enough to capture the fun we had as a family enjoying her wrong pronunciation of SH and actually asked her to repeat what she said again and again. Soon, the kiddo understood that there is something wrong with her Sh, so in front of guests she will announce on her own “Susma aunty my Sa is a problem, please don’t mind” and we will all be ROFL in twitter lingo.
And then it ended, one day we were in a hurry to go somewhere and as usual, I was ready waiting next to the door while the 3 girls in family were still deciding what to wear. So, I called Pinkette hurry up and come here I will help you wear your Soos.
Pat came the reply” Papa I will wear my sandals and not Shoes.”
I was like “what did you say…?”
“I will not wear Shoes, but my sandals”
I asked her to repeat all the words that we knew from Sh— Seela, Soos, Sarpner, Sasa, sower and every time she said it correctly. As we were in hurry to go to function we rested the matter there itself.
Next day, we tried our level best for the kiddo to try out Shs once again but all in vain she had started speaking perfectly achieving another milestone. While we were all happy about it, I somewhere was missing my little one speaking incorrectly and hiding in her mother’s arm shyly.
Sasha and Prasad Np are proud parents of 2 girls whom they fondly call Princess and Pinkette. He wears many hats after taking a break from being corner office critter for a long time. He is now an entrepreneur, blogger, photographer, traveler and a potential investor in start-ups with unique concepts especially if they are in travel related business. He blogs at Desi Traveler, and can be reached at Facebook and Twitter.