I woke up today, excited to be guest posting on MultipleMum’s blog, And Then There Were Four. I have long extolled the virtues of baby sign language, and I wrote about what I consider the keys to our success in using it.
Baby sign language was top of mind for me this morning…what turned out to be quite a messy morning, actually. And it got me thinking…
…there is a dark side to baby sign language.
I wrote a couple of weeks ago about how our girls are so bad to touch their heads while they’re eating, resulting in TWO goopy messes of hair.
I realized this morning that baby sign language is partly to blame.
We had a gentleman working on a little project in our downstairs bathroom. I didn’t quite time things right, and he arrived in the middle of the girls’ breakfast. They could see him from their highchairs in the kitchen, and they were very excited to chatter away about what he was doing.
The girls don’t use signs for bathroom, door, open, man, or working, but they do for hat.
Do you see where this is going???
I think every.single.time they glimpsed him, they exclaimed, “Hat!” And yes, every.single.time they exclaimed, “Hat!” they also signed it, touching the tops of their heads. Their hands were, of course, caked with scrambled eggs, cream of wheat, bananas, and plums.
While breakfast is usually a relatively “clean” meal for us, we were goopy-headed before 8am this morning.
Hmmm…I wonder if this is why my mom always said you shouldn’t wear hats at the dinner table.