Pictures of the kids, and one more voice in the collective wail of the middle-class American Mommy-bloggers. There: you were warned.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Da-Yah, we miss you
If you input the words "Auntie Janna" into that magical mix-master language cuisinart of the Chickpea baby brain, the output you get is "Da-Yah." As in, "Want to go see if Auntie Janna is awake?" Reply: "Yeah! Da-Yah!"
Other charming tricks she picked up during the week of Da-Yah's visit were throwing her arms up over her head in response to "Hooray!" and playing Peekaboo by covering her eyes and looking around wildly, then revealing herself in triumph.
Scott also believes she said something approximating "Thank you" when he handed her a cracker tonight, but I think I'll have to hear that one myself before I can vouch for its authenticity.
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