Miriam has been standardizing her vocabulary. She recently figured out how to say "quack" so the word "duck" has been, for the most part, repressed. If you catch her off-guard she'll still say duck. For example, I just showed her a rubber duck and said, "Meme, what is this?"
"Duh....k!" she said. "Qak, qak, qak, qak, qak, qak!"
But now that "qak-ing" has taken over and she won't say "duh...k" until she forgets about how fun quaking is. It's her new word so, trust me, she thinks it is a lot of fun.
Last night Andrew and I went out on a date and Grandpa was playing with the girls. Meme started quacking her little "qak-qak," which sent Rachel into a proud sort of tizzy. She just had to bring Grandpa's attention to Meme's new skill.
"Listen, everybody, listen! Meme can say 'fwack' just like a big girl! 'Fwack-fwack,' Meme, say, 'fwack, fwack!' She can talk! She can say 'fwack, fwack, fwack' just like a big girl!"
Oh, the irony...