That's us! Admittedly I can't spell phonetically very well, but that's what it sounds like. This morning about 7:20 I heard e calling for me. Finally, for the past day or two, e has had a consistent name for me; she named Randy quite a while back. It brings a certain glow to my heart when I hear her call me specifically.
I like the way she is learning what things are. She's worn a bib every day for many months and knows what one is and that it covers her shirt under her chin. After a meal I take a wet wash cloth and clean her face and hands before she leaves her high chair. So she will point to the bib and name it, then point to the wash cloth and say,"Not bib. Wash cloth." Numerous times. Sometime she holds the cloth under her chin while saying, "Not bib." I don't know if she's trying to convince me or just working out the difference, or maybe just having fun. We see this with other things, as well.
We are having a good week with e. She hasn't cried for her daddy, which I thought she might; "My daddy! My daddy!" are two of her favorite words. She's affectionate, eats well, sleeps all night. But all is not perfect. Her growing independence and frequent use of "No!" can be trying. Yesterday we went to the park with my friend Carolyn, and e climbed around the play structure, went down the slide and made Carolyn and me take our turns sliding, and wanted to be pushed in both the toddler and the big-kid swings. I pushed the stroller on the walk home with e beside me till she decided to go on the grass. I reminded her she had to stay on the sidewalk, not the bike path (closer to the street), but she just laughed and ran. So I picked her up and put her in the stroller. Maybe she will stay on the walk next time...maybe not.
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