"My own"

Our little corn-on-the-cob eater has been saying and doing some funny things since the last post.  In no particular order, she:

- tells us that she wants "my own" of whatever item we currently have

- likes to put in Monty Python to laugh at the "silly guys marching" and because it's a "funny movie"

- insisted on napping in her sandals one day at daycare; there was nothing Barb could do to dissuade her

- enjoys hula-hooping, basically just standing there as the hoop swings around and shouting "around"

- tells people that she's "1...2," meaning that she's currently one and turning two very soon

- has shown the capability, without the intention, of getting out of her crib; we've since purchased a big girl bed, but it hasn't been assembled yet

- got a kick out of shooing away animals, especially "chick munks," from Grandpa's bird feeders

- loves pretending to drive ("frive"); we often spend 5-10 minutes in the car after we arrive home

 

Giving Roxie a "ssage" (massage); exploring in the neighborhood

Daycare hijinks

Dancing to music in the park