Sam was doing his usual "what's the word for this?" by pointing at Maia's booster seat and saying "That?" Maia responded with the following: "That's a booster seat, Sam. Look at me say it, Sam. (She then pointed at her lips.) Booster seat. This is called a booster seat."
Asking Sam to look at her mouth as she says the word is a strategy I've used with her when I sense that she's stumbling over the phonemes in a word a bit--it's seemed to help her sort them out.
Sam's a really verbal 16-month old with dozens of words and signs, and I think Maia is getting a kick out of understanding his words and decoding them, as it were, and helping him pick up new ones. She likes being the wise old language guru. :)
More cuteness, later in the day:
Maia scraped up her knees a bit with a fall on the sidewalk, and we put a Band-Aid over one of the scrapes. She was looking at her bare knee when she woke up from her nap, and she said:
"There's no Band-Aid here. My body healed it."
I responded with "Yeah, and the Band-Aid is helping heal it on your other knee."
She tilted her head, paused, and said "Not my body?!" (She's very focused on and proud of her body's ability to heal "owies," and was none too pleased with my implication that her body wasn't capable of healing that knee. After all, as Maia's said before: "Healing! It's what bodies do!")
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