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Baby Talk? Hardly!

Mar 09, 2014


I am surrounded by the miracle of early language. The other day, I had a wondrous conversation with 3-year-old Finn about the qualities of imaginary stickiness. He was wearing a new super-hero cape and un-sticking himself so he could fly off to a rescue. Earlier, Charlotte, who is 18 months old, had spoken very seriously about her ba-bee, flexing her vowel and consonant muscles. The next day, 3-month-old Evangeline discovered the dangling mobile and responded with 20 minutes of sweet interaction …going way beyond the simple coo.

Baby talk is not just for babies. In “Early Language Learning and Literacy: Neuroscience Implications for Education” published in Mind Brain Education , Patricia Kuhl (University of Washington’s Institute for Learning and Brain Science) explains, “The data indicate that the opportunity to learn from complex stimuli and events are vital early in life, and that success in school begins in infancy.” Yes, infancy!

From this wonderful review article published in 2012, I was astonished to discover that phonetic, lexical and syntactic language skills are being cemented before the first birthday. This is stunning when you consider the fact that babies must figure out 40-some phonemic categories using neural architecture and circuitry far superior to what you find in an adult brain. Did you know that there are 600 consonants and 200 vowels in all the world’s languages? At my grandmotherly age, I would certainly require years of tutoring but babies start hearing the differences by 4 months.

“Motherese” – that linguistically simplified and acoustically exaggerated speech adults use when speaking to infants – is brilliantly better than any machine in the world when it comes to teaching language. The presence of a real human being, not a face on an iPad or TV, is key, Kuhl reports. A 9 month old needs only five hours of listening time to learn a new language…but only when it happens in a social context. Kuhl says that this social interaction “opens plasticity for language learning.” A baby’s “ability to track eye movement, to achieve joint visual attention and understand others’ communicative intentions”…opens the language “gate.”

18 Jul, 2017
Alexander Stone Carr was born on Dec. 16, 2016 and I met this newest – my fifth! – grandchild moments after his birth in the middle of a long night. He stared intently, wide-awake and alert, into his mother’s eyes and actually grabbed for a necklace Maggie was wearing. Both wore falling-in-love-at-first-sight facial expressions that were absolutely priceless. And since then, Alex has only grown even more expansive in the way he can speak volumes with his little face using every muscle available, even his eyebrows going up and down in what looks like real wisdom. I mean, honestly, how did he know how to smile and make eye contact at the perfect moments? He’s also talking baby gibberish, chatting seriously about what’s on his mind…though we don’t understand a word he is saying as yet. His pure joy at being here is apparent to all, even complete strangers who engage with him.
09 Jan, 2017
Maggie had a baby boy, Alexander Stone Carr. Here they are on day 1...learning to love and totally attached to one another.
20 Oct, 2016
My daughter Maggie is going to have a little boy on or about December 22 of this year. She is absolutely thrilled and absolutely caught up in nesting instinct imperatives. Please don’t knock them. “Maternal nest-building is regulated by the hormonal actions of estradiol, progesterone and prolactin,” according to Wikipedia which references a study in the Journal of Neuroendocrinology .
15 Sep, 2016
This morning one of my siblings sent an exasperating “dig” my way. I’m one of six children and right in the middle of the pack. I should be used to family dynamics by now – after all, I’m 67 – but of course, I’m not. What is absolutely extraordinary in this ordinary world of family life, is that sibling rivalry never grows old.
11 Aug, 2016
My grandchildren are incapable of lying. Even if I have broken unwritten rules while babysitting and allowed them to pick anything they want to eat at the Red Store, Finn and Charlotte will share the news of their secret treats immediately with their mother. “Guess what Grammy let us have?!”
13 Jul, 2016
I’ve had generations of experience with what society likes to call “picky eaters.” My father had very touchy taste buds, for instance, and would carefully separate the miniscule pieces of minced onion my mother had chopped so finely into her beef stroganoff. That little pile on the side of his plate after he had finished his meal was a dead giveaway. We six children grew up knowing that dad would only eat certain foods. So when my son Zach – even as an infant – showed picky-eater tendencies, I was alarmed at first. Advice-givers, medical professionals, well-meaning relatives as well as total strangers, were everywhere. It took some research to be able to withstand the onslaught from all sides. Zach is healthy, happy and brilliant. He didn’t eat his peas. So what.
29 Jun, 2016
I cry easily at happy, sad or any kind of emotional occasion. Last Monday, all three of my grandchildren cried at different points during what was actually a wonderful day. From a sibling squabble between Finn, 5, and Charlotte, almost 4, to the emotional frustration experienced by their cousin Evie at 2, the tears fell. I often beat myself up about how easily my tears show up. My older sister reminds me that when I cry I lose all my power. Damn those tears! Or maybe not?
03 May, 2016
Watching my grandchildren at play on Saturday sent me on a quest to research just how powerful happy playfulness can be. Finn, 5, Charlotte, 3 and Evie, 2, were having so much fun that I overheard Ev say, “I love playing.” I expected to find research that supported the importance of play for growing children but stumbled upon the brilliant work of social psychologist Barbara L. Fredrickson, PhD, now at the University of North Carolina. Play and the positive emotions accompanying it, are critical for adults’ physical health and intellectual well-being.
01 Oct, 2015
I’ve been doing a lot of babysitting the last few months and there is nothing more rewarding and exhausting. There is certainly a biological reason for motherhood being reserved for the younger generation. Don’t even try to talk to me after a 12-hour day with a toddler. I am so tired that I can hardly think straight. But I wouldn’t want it any other way. Not only am I growing closer and more in love with all three of my grandchildren but it turns out that my natural instinct as a grandmother to want to help my children raise their children has evolutionary rewards for all.
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