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Conversation with my mom's friend:

Friend: So is Sam talking yet?

Me: He talks a lot, but mostly he just says, "Bitta, bitta, ook. Za!"

Friend: And you know exactly what he means, right?

Me: No. I have no idea what he's saying.

Friend: [pause] Usually mothers always know what their children are trying to say when they babble. It's like a private language between the two.

Me: Yeah. Um . . . no.

Friend: Huh.

Me: Well, when he points at a tree, and says, "Twee!" I know what he means. Does that count?

Posted 27 October 2004 at 10:51 AM