As you all know, I tend to worry (*just a smidge*…) about Malka’s development. Mostly about her talking, but I’m sure it’s all fine. but I still worry. Because, you know, I inherited that “Jewish Worry Gene” (JWG) from Bubbe, z”l, and I’m her Eemah, so of course I worry about every silly little thing.
In addition to English, I speak to her mostly in Hebrew, and we kind of do a half-assed sign with her, plus she gets a lot of Spanish at daycare, and also from her babysitter, “Tia Raquel” (one of her teachers at daycare).
So this morning, as we were hanging out in the living room, she stops dancing, gets “that face” on, and then… and then… and THEN! She SIGNS BATHROOM! All! on! her! own! And I ask is she’s making a poop. She shakes her head no, but continues to sign bathroom.
YEAH! Communication. it’s a “good thing.”