Wrigglebot is starting to form words so my new career as master translator has begun. It continually surprises me how many words b.. can be. We have bir (bird) bo..n (bonnie- the dog) brew (broom) by (bike) and that’s just the b words. It takes a delicate ear to deduce meaning from the limited syllables offered but we are getting there slowly.

On the other hand Squirm is beginning to express herself both through her body language and grunting. So far I have figured out that a fist to the forehead means she is sleepy and incessant grunting means she needs to be put on her stomach so some wind can escape.

As a family we are getting there, I feel like we are just beginning to speak the same language (kind of). With each change though there is always danger and at the moment the danger is that Wrigglebot has learnt the word ‘more’ and of course it only ever refers to food.

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