After taking a sip of the juice at the bottom of her fruit cup:
“This is kinda pretty gross.”
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While driving, Stella playing with her doll “Emma” in the backseat:
“Baby Emma is PUKING!”
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Playing in the backyard:
“I want to stay in da forest!”
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While driving past some mountains:
“I cwimbed the mountain today. Dere was a pink dwagon and he was BIG.”
Me: Oh yeah. He was a nice dragon right?
“Yeah and he was BIG and I ride on him and fall OFF da roof.”
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When asked to do something:
“I kinda fink maybe uhh…NO.”
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She has been watching the Sound of Music and Mary Poppins lately, in an attempt to move away from cartoons, and after only a week she is starting to sing along with the songs and quote the lines. It is amazing how much she picks up, alhough since we are away from home and living in a tiny space she is definitely watching more than she normally would be. Her favourite line to quote is “Pwease, Mary Poppins, PWEASE!”
One of Stella’s other favourite activities is doing puzzles, and lately she has taken to turning the pieces over to the plain side and putting them together that way after she has done it once on the “right” side.
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We came home from a massage this week, at which Stella had been in the room and as soon as we got in the door she took off all her clothes, laid on her stomach on the couch and said ” I want a massage Mama.” She has asked for a massage before bed every night since then as well. It is really nice that she will lay still for it – she never used to want to.
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Just now as I am typing this, Stella comes up to me with stickers all over her hands and arms and says:
” Dese so I can plway better!”
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I am finding it sort of sad that she is starting to talk more clearly. I am glad that she is progressing obviously, but I miss some of the cute things she used to say. Some of my favourite mispronounciations are yiddle (little), somefing, hepetutups (hiccups), and hepetetopter (helicopter). Now she says them properly, and corrects me if I jokingly say it the way she used to.
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We have a book about manners called “It’s a spoon, not a shovel” that Stella has become fond of quoting. She has reminded me more than once that “we don’t talk wiff our mouff full Mommy.” and “It’s a spoon, not a shobel!”
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Last night I was giving Stella a massage before bed and I said “I love you Stella.” She says ” That must be kinda pretty hard hey?”. I say, my jaw dropped ”What do you mean?” (because there is no way she would say something like that about me loving her at two right?) She says “gibing me massage – is pretty hard?”
Aaahhh Stella. It is not hard to love you at all.
