18th
This afternoon, like all other afternoons, I rocked James and sang to him as he drank his bottle and got ready for his nap. Except this afternoon, unlike any other afternoon, we only got halfway through our standard repetoire of lullabies. I had just finised ‘Swing Low, Sweet Chariot’ when Miles looked up at me and said, crystal clearly, “Take. my. nap.”
“You’re ready for your nap now?” I asked, slightly stunned.
“Yeah.”
James rarely answers in the affirmative to anything you ask him. So either (a) he must have been really tired, or (b) his language, reasoning, and decision-making skills are finally catching up to each other. I’m inclined to believe it’s a bit of both.
This is also the first 3-word sentence/thought I’ve heard James utter. A week or so ago he started using two-word composites for the first time, and just blew up from there. I’m half expecting to come back from vacation and hear: “Nanny, I’d like to take my nap now.”
Or not :-)
