Right after Lucy was born, a woman (a stranger in a store) told me that babies often excel at either physical development or linguistic development. (I don't remember the context or why the conversation got so serious, but I digress...) She advised me that it's rare for a little person take on both at the same time. So when Lucy was the first of her friends to crawl and walk and run and flip, we knew which way we were headed. As expected, her friends led the trail for talking.
By the grace of God, perhaps, I remembered what that woman said to me: one and then the other. Lucy didn't talk as soon as her friends did, but we never worried about it. We never felt like she was at a disadvantage or that we had any reason to be concerned. And with so much information - blogs, friends, family - telling you what your baby should be doing, it is so wonderful to hear that it's ok. Things will only happen when they're meant to.
Alas, we are finally getting the honor of hearing Lucy's little voice. Her vocabulary seems to be growing by the day and it's amazing to think that someday, talking will be old news. That we'll all sit down for dinner and talk about our days. But in the mean time, we're just having fun getting to know our little girl even better.