My Big Kid

This is my big kid. She started linking words and making sentences last week.

"Mommy sleep too."

"Big house over there."

"Emmy drink milk. Tasty milk mommy!"

And she's a story teller. We talk about going to see the "neighs" (horses) with Papa Bernie almost every day. Sometimes multiple times a day. And she always adds in a "shhh" with a finger by her lips to tell us how she had to be so quiet. And that they eat grass. And when we went to visit them she saw a "toooot tooot!" (train).

And we talk about going to the park and getting to go on the slides (wheeee!). And going to the Y and getting to bounce on their trampolines and seeing friends. And going to the lake with our friends Sam and Kayla and getting to play with their dog Rosco (aka "taco") and how when he said "arf arf" they said "no no taco, no no!"

So much communication. It's a little unreal.

Her favorite thing in the whole wide world is to be outside. She would be outside all day and skip eating and sleeping and all other important things if we let her. But then she'd turn into a giant crab... and sometimes even with us reminding and convincing and forcing these things to happen it still goes a little beyond the point of no return.

Sigh. It goes so fast. I worked on Emberly's baby book today (first year baby book, mind you. I'm a little behind) and it felt like forever ago and just yesterday all at thr same time that I was rejoicing over those first nights of 4 and 5 hours of sleep at a time and convincing her to eat rice cereal and waiting for her to roll over and watching her take her first steps. And now she's almost TWO. Seriously, who let that happen??