At 16 months, it was no longer sufficient for Miles to walk around with a pacifier in his mouth. Soon he started carrying around a spare Nuk. He can count them, one two (not with words, but by pushing them onto your face in sequence). Then he discovered that he could have one in his mouth and one in each hand, for a total of three. Miles fetishizes his Nuks. He gazes into them as though they had soothsaying powers, and presses them onto misc objects to see how the silicon will react. He wants to share his Nuks with stuffed animals and house guests. Yesterday he was being a fussy eater, so we lined them up on the dinner table for him to admire. It worked. I think that for him it was like reading the newspaper while eating.
The booty post turned out to be a fluke — he never said “booty” again, so it was probably a coincidence. But lately he’s been working really really hard on saying “apple” (he gets as far as “app-puh”) which is funny since he doesn’t even like apples. We think his first actual word was “nope,” which we were lucky enough to capture on tape.