Kinneret is talking sooo much more than Rimonit did at this age - she says, or at least repeats, several new words a day (or so it seems); I can't even keep up.
She already says Grampa when she gets near the computer we use for Skyping, and yesterday I asked her if she wants to speak to Savta Lea and she said 'yaay!!' and kept repeating 'Lea' (pron. Ye-a).
'Yaay!!' has recently replaced 'yes!!' and the earlier clapping (see an enthusiasm theme here, anyone?) as K's positive reinforcement for when the grown-ups in her life understand what she wants (or offer her something she'd like).
Here's how it works: She hands me 'Brown Bear' and says something that resembles 'book.' I say 'Do you want me to read you the book?' She smiles and says 'yaay!!' - then tells me that bears say 'Fff fff' (that would be 'woof woof' for the uninitiated), closes the book, takes it away and brings me another one.
Her vocabulary extends to Hebrew too.
On the down side, she has recently started saying the rather unfortunate expression 'dai!' (as in 'enough'). Like when I've finally managed to capture the Runaway Bunny in what I know will be one of several attempts to get her dressed, but have only managed to get her shirt over her head, and already she's announcing that she has had quite enough and flees to the other side of the room.
On the up side, one of her new favorite words is 'toda' (a lot easier to pronounce than 'thank you'!). Her inflection is more like a high-pitched 'TOda!'
Do you want hummus on your sandwich?
Here you go.
[Drops sandwich on the floor and runs off to climb onto the bimba, only to be promptly deposed by the Dictator]
But the other day Rimonit took exception to Kinneret's use of 'toda' and, though she sometimes has entire monologues with K in Hebrew (at least once she actually translated my comments to her - I told K to sit down and R told her lashevet), at breakfast one day she started lecturing little sis on speaking in English (to my great surprise).
RP: Not toda! Say manku! (Toldja 'thank you' is hard to pronounce)
(No. 1 has actually gotten quite good at the whole 'please' and 'thank you' thing, even if that mostly means tacking on a 'peas' to the end of an 'I want.')
In an altogether different conversation I overheard the other day, Rimonit was apparently having difficulty getting her reflection to obey her command.
'Lo at!' (Not you!) I heard her tell the mirror.
Umm, good luck with that one, Smunchovitz...