Haiku VI

Dear Peanut

This week is all about language.  Your first words that sound more and more ‘real’ and less like baby babble (which I find very adorable by the way).

Everyday we listen to you commenting on the food and demanding Unidentified Forbidden Objects.  You get frustrated when we don’t understand what you want – sorry wee man.  Sometimes we get it wrong.

You are growing up surrounded by two cultures and languages and I joke that you will be phonetically confused for a while.  On one end of the spectrum – the pesky English sounds of th and ph.  On the other end – Polish surging sz, cz and szcz as in szczcescie (luck in Polish).

I may be biased but your little voice is the cutest I have ever heard (even when you throw a tantrum – see below).

Love

Mum xxx

h6b

zis, yis, ahmam

your first words

busy swallows in your mouth

h6c

torrential tears, furrowed face

furious frog on the floor

my No – your sprawl

h6a

my keys, my phone, my time

my toast, my drink, my love

Dat  is for what’s yours is mine

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