"Yes, that had to be it." I summed up the experience to my hubby over dinner. " That baby who signed in class must be a genius."
"A genius." My hubby agreed.
"But, I'll keep trying," I added. "Our baby is smart, too."
So, I kept trying.
"Eat?" I would place my fingers to my lips before I fed Baby Boo. "More?" I would sign as I saw her eyeing my dinner plate.
Then, one afternoon, a fleck of magic found its way into our world. We were having lunch in a family restaurant. I was summing up all I had learned in baby sign language class to my 10 year old stepdaughter.
"So, its all about reinforcement. If it looks like she is signing 'milk', you hand her a bottle. "
We both glanced at my baby in her car seat. She was gazing at something and pointing and circling her hand.
"Perfect example right there," I said. "It looks like she is doing the sign for fan. So, we reinforce."
I smiled at my baby. "Yes, Baby Boo, do you see something that looks like a fan?"
"Could it be all those ceiling fans?" asked my stepdaughter.
My breath was taken from me as I raised my eyes to the ceiling. I don't know why I didn't notice before. There must have been a dozen ceiling fans on full speed, attempting to cool the summer heat. And my darling 8 month old genius was using American Sign Language to let me know.
It was the first of many magical moments.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7gSZfW4gVhI
10 years ago
2 comments:
Very cool. I wish sign language had been popular when my kids were little. I would have been all over it!
I love your stories! You will be constantly amazed at how smart your child is if you continue giving her the gift of sign language.
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