Morgan now says “no, thank you” when she doesn’t want something. It is incredibly cute. And she knows it. So sometimes, if she doesn’t get the accolades she wants for having said ‘no, thank you,’ she will stop to inform you that she did just in fact say ‘no, thank you.’
“do you want a pear?”
“No, thank you.”
“Okay.”
“I said ‘no, thank you.”
“Yes you did, good job. That was very polite. I appreciate it.”
Yesterday we were looking at a picture of an elephant and I was talking about the elephant’s trunk. Morgan ran to the window of her bedroom and pointed out the window and said “Morgan’s trunk!” I was confused. I went and looked out the window. She was pointing at the car. Which does indeed have a trunk. And she does consider it hers.
She can very nearly sing the entire ABC song by herself, including the little end bit about ‘now I’ve sung my ABCs…”
And she will practically lead me through a retelling of Curious George Takes a Train from memory (ie, while we are driving in the car and the book is in her bedroom). “Come back son, that’s not our train!” “it was too late.” “boy crying.” “boy all done crying” “clapped and cheered” “george a hero!”
You gotta stay sharp to keep up with her these days.
She asked to go under water today. We explained (a lot) how she’d have to hold her breath. She tried, but the timing wasn’t always perfect.
After seeing older kids do it a couple weeks ago, she’s also loving jumping into the pool. At the beginning she didn’t really understand how to jump, but she’s getting better. The videos with me (Jim) are from over two weeks ago, while the video with Molly is from today. She actually even did quite a bit better at jumping than is apparent in the Molly video.
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Morgan can now hold herself up on a real swing (as opposed to the bucket swings) while you gently push her back and forth.
She got some insect flash cards today from one of the kids in her class. On the way home from school she kept holding them up and saying ‘what’s that daddy?’ And he’d say ‘spider,’ or ‘beetle,’ or whatever. And she’d respond with “Good job Daddy.” hee!