small brains = totally cool
Apr. 22nd, 2005 02:03 pmLinguistic fine points Casper has at least partially grasped:
1. Possessives always get a final "s". So she's very consistent with "Ellen" vs. "Ellen's butt." (Yes, we talk about butts a lot.)
2. Plurals get a final "s". On the swing she asks for "push" but also "more pushes."
3. There are exceptions to rule 2: she asks for "more nursie" and knows that "foot" plurals to "feet."
Things she hasn't got yet:
1. Verbs and verb endings. When she is doing something, or someone else is doing something, she will use the -ing form ("swimming," "flying," "swinging.") She doesn't use forms of "is" at all, and no past or future tenses.
She can talk about asbtract things like memories. At least, I think that's what we're talking about. Yesterday night we had a conversation that went, on her side: "Ellen sad. Box. Box. Ellen sad." I am assuming that Ellen was sad about some box during the day yesterday.
mr flea called this morning to report that while he was choosing Casper's clothes this morning he was pushing things on hangers from one end of the pole in the closet to the other, and Casper spontaneously counted to twelve as he did it. The nanny tells us they have been counting as they go up the stairs, so while Casper may not understand the concept of numbers (though I think she has glimmers of one and two) she does understand that they are for multiple things that go in order.
1. Possessives always get a final "s". So she's very consistent with "Ellen" vs. "Ellen's butt." (Yes, we talk about butts a lot.)
2. Plurals get a final "s". On the swing she asks for "push" but also "more pushes."
3. There are exceptions to rule 2: she asks for "more nursie" and knows that "foot" plurals to "feet."
Things she hasn't got yet:
1. Verbs and verb endings. When she is doing something, or someone else is doing something, she will use the -ing form ("swimming," "flying," "swinging.") She doesn't use forms of "is" at all, and no past or future tenses.
She can talk about asbtract things like memories. At least, I think that's what we're talking about. Yesterday night we had a conversation that went, on her side: "Ellen sad. Box. Box. Ellen sad." I am assuming that Ellen was sad about some box during the day yesterday.
mr flea called this morning to report that while he was choosing Casper's clothes this morning he was pushing things on hangers from one end of the pole in the closet to the other, and Casper spontaneously counted to twelve as he did it. The nanny tells us they have been counting as they go up the stairs, so while Casper may not understand the concept of numbers (though I think she has glimmers of one and two) she does understand that they are for multiple things that go in order.