For months now I have been following Libby around, begging her to say "More" at dinnertime or to tell me a cow says "Moo," only to be met with blank stares and the occasional half-hearted elephant gesture (swinging her arm back and forth like an elephant's trunk). Sure, she has been saying "Mama" and "Dada" and "Car" for quite some time now. She has even thrown out an occasional surprise new word -- to much cheering and acclaim -- only to take it back and lock it up in her baby word vault, never to be heard again.
However, over the past two days, Libby's internal talking timer has apparently gone off because she is starting to throw out words left and right!
First it was "SHOES!" No surprise there. Shoes are near and dear to Libby's little baby girlish heart.
Then it was "SAUSAGE!" (Another favorite. I said she was girlish, not dainty.)
Just now she has added "CRACKER" and "UH-OH" to her vocabulary.
Mama. Dada. Car. Shoes. Sausage. Cracker. Uh-oh. Words fit for a princess.
Really, who cares what a cow says?
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