Communication

Niko is slightly more outgoingly wordy than most kids his age, apparently, because people who have kids/are around kids who encounter him are surprised at his age and/or how much noise he makes and how much of his noise is recognizable as words. However, most of his communication is done in single words (not phrases), or gestures. I’m starting to regret not trying harder to teach him sign language, but we get by.

One of the things he does to let us know that he’s hungry is he’ll grab our board book “Good Night Moon,” and he’ll bring it to one of us. As we read it, he consistently points to the Bowl Full Of Mush and says “mmmm.” point, point, mmm. MMMMMM. mnyom nyom. MMMM. mmm. point. point point. MMMMMMM.

We get by.

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Nesko and I have been talking, recently and hypothetically, about travel. One of the ideas floated was him finding a job in Montenegro and moving there for awhile so that Niko could meet his extended family and get a good, solid feel for where Nesko’s family is from. I joked that it’d be great, Nesko could work all day while Niko and I travel and take the ferry to Italy and Greece and have a really long vacation and soak up the sun on European beaches. That led to talk of actual European travel, and Nesko mentioned wanting to travel to Germany, finding a nice Jugendherberge to stay at.

I tried to continue the conversation, but it derailed utterly when I attempted pronouncing Jugendherberge. I swear I did not add a terminating “r” but Nesko heard one and broke out laughing. Sorry, there are no rooms at the Jugend Hair Burger, although I hear their sandwiches are pretty tasty. We tried to work a mustache ride joke in there as well, but it just didn’t fit.