She talks to me, eyes all alight, telling me the details of her amazing technicolored dream. I watch her life-filled face, transfixed. So many times I’ve heard my children’s dreams, and yet each time I feel like I’m peeping into their souls. What things flow through their minds as they sleep?

Hers is about traveling and bad guys and kitties and doggies and finding people in unexpected places. And in the middle of it I catch a word that I love. At 6, she speaks clearly, no more baby talk, except for one little word that’s a holdout. “Yit” instead of “it”, and it is so endearingly her that my heart swells.

I suppose in a way she always will be my baby, even when I’ve forgotten all about “yit”. But for now I am glad for that last little hold-out, that little reminder that for this minute, for today at least, she is still so small…


  1. I know what you mean. I love it that my 5 year old still calls a napkin a na-cume. 🙂 And she and my son both say “amn’t” for I am not. LOL

  2. Awwww. Your baby! (Both of our babies! Wasn’t it just yesterday that we were eagerly working through paperwork and scanning e-mails for any pictures from Kidane Mehret?!) She looks like such a sweetie. I remember being so sad the day I realized that my second youngest no longer asked for “gorilla” (his one “hold out” word), and was properly asking for granola. I suppose it’s a good thing that my baby has so long been known for having such clear speech and mature vocabulary… but maybe it’s not. 🙂

  3. My grandson started calling me ‘gramma’ for grandma because the ‘d’ was hard to say.
    Now it is fun to hear ‘gramma laura’ when grandkids are over.
    Mary, you are right though when they master that last little word, you truly realize they are growing up.

  4. I suppose there will just be a rash of responses on what our kids say – but my 5 year old still says ‘mazagine’ instead of magazine and I never correct him! I’m sure he’ll straighten himself out, but until then, I’ll just enjoy it!

  5. Listening to the dreams of young ones is so fascinating. I am a dream fanatic myself (even so far as to take several college courses on the subject). My children are still too young to tell me their dreams, but I ever so anxiously await the day when I can “peep into their souls.” What a beautiful little girl you have!

  6. I tell my older kids to quit correcting our two-year-old’s English. I love those little word mistakes!

  7. I love it when my children share their dreams with me. Just this morning my middle son came in to share his.

    Those words that are uniquely theirs are soooo endearing and it is a bit sad when I notice that one by one they disappear. Again, my middle son used to say “Mommy take a haircut” instead of “shortcut.” The first time I heard him say “Mommy take the shortcut” I wanted to cry. I was proud of him but it was a reminder that he is growing up little by little each day, shedding his babyhood and moving into childhood.

  8. What a beautiful picture of a beautiful little girl.
    My son is grown, and I still remember that he occasionally had “sroubles” (troubles)
    Some things we never forget.


  9. At our house the words were beufala (beautiful)and hospamiddle (hospital.) My husband scolded me for actually encouraging it and now those words are gone. I miss them.