This strikes me as a totally normal list of things to call a baby, but my 10-year-old goddaughter still answers to Moozer, so maybe I am not the person to ask. (Lillian, Lily, Lily Milly--there was this glorious moment when Pamela reports thinking, "Oh, yes, that's a literary reference," and then it belatedly hit her that it was a literary reference to her--Lily Milly Moo, Moo, Moozer...and many many more. Beepus. Honkus. I don't even know what-all, when she was the Fox's age. Babies: they figure it out.)
My cousin's child had all sorts of words for objects, dog, cat, starting to get verbs, etc., but no parental names. This worried them. But upon some investigation, they were not calling each other by their given names in front of him, they were not calling each other Mommy and Daddy, they were not referring to themselves or each other as particular parent names when talking to him. He was 18 months old. They went home and started making some effort to say things like, "Oh, look, Noah, Daddy's got the crackers," and "What's Mommy doing, Noah?" and the poor wee sprout learned those words instantaneously. It was like, oh, thank heavens, I kept wondering who you people were.
But that is a solid year later than the Fox is now, so: you have time for Rush to inquire, "What on earth is Mommy thinking, Cub?" and say, "Yes, listen to Mommy, Bablet, radishes are excellent prepared this way, just put them in your mouth, not in your hair," and build up a data set.
no subject
My cousin's child had all sorts of words for objects, dog, cat, starting to get verbs, etc., but no parental names. This worried them. But upon some investigation, they were not calling each other by their given names in front of him, they were not calling each other Mommy and Daddy, they were not referring to themselves or each other as particular parent names when talking to him. He was 18 months old. They went home and started making some effort to say things like, "Oh, look, Noah, Daddy's got the crackers," and "What's Mommy doing, Noah?" and the poor wee sprout learned those words instantaneously. It was like, oh, thank heavens, I kept wondering who you people were.
But that is a solid year later than the Fox is now, so: you have time for Rush to inquire, "What on earth is Mommy thinking, Cub?" and say, "Yes, listen to Mommy, Bablet, radishes are excellent prepared this way, just put them in your mouth, not in your hair," and build up a data set.