It seems that every day Ella has a new word. Some of them are a bit profane, her father's fault.
She's actually requesting this week's favorite book, "Go Dog. Go!".
She LOVES stuffed animals. Every night she picks who she sleeps with and who goes in her basket. It seems to change every night with a few regulars. Sometimes it's only 3 or 4 and sometimes she has almost all of them guarding her. This week's favorite is her new walrus from my Aunt Nancy. She even insisted on bringing it to daycare. I'll take pictures this week.
She loves flowers A.K.A. "owers." She thinks they're pretty A.K.A. "pity." It seems that they all need a good sniff, even if they're just a drawing in a book.
She LOVES Elmo. Thanks Rob. Most cartoon charters are Elmo.
Anything that goes in her hair is a "pity." Barrettes are great but they don't stay in long because they need to be admired, called "pity," and showed off to anyone paying attention. If she is wearing a "pity" she pats it and states "pity, pity" before she removes it for all to admire.
Naked is the best state of dress but something with flowers comes in 2nd.
Pools are the be jumped into even if there is no one there to catch her.
Climbing is GREAT and ladders at the park are AWESOME.
Fits are even more awesome than ladders and quite amusing for adults. She's even learned to squeeze out REAL tears. I wonder where she learned to the melodrama? Any ideas?
Rob leaves on Monday. Last month he was gone for a week and when he returned Ella was ANGRY. She refused to let him hold her for @ 2 weeks. This deployment is going to be BAD.
