She's changing so fast.
Today she "talked" on the phone with Grandma long enough to get the word "Wallaby" and a round of "Kiss the phone"s and "Grandma!"s in. She held the phone in the right position and talked long enough for Grandma to hand the phone off to Grandpa who Anya felt should be put on speaker and then hung up on.
And when I got home from work and ask what she saw at the zoo today, she actually told me. Not very accurately mind you (apparently there are green bears and whoozels at the zoo today). But she was right about the ducks and flamingos and penguins and Elephants.
On a decidedly more annoying note she's begun having actual temper tantrums. Red-faced No!-screaming affairs that border on hilarity for the shear intensity and duration (45 min!) of their infantile rage. This will no doubt get old pretty quick. But even this I take as a sign that she has begun experimenting with the world and how to get what she wants from it (temper tantrums only get confounded chuckles from Mom and Dad).
She's starting to form sentences. Today she apparently said to Amy, "You hit my nose" after Amy bumped her while loading her in the child seat. Actual possessives and transitive verbs!
I also find it funny that, when asked where anyone is who isn't present, she will invariabably reply, "At home". But I think Grandma simply taught her that one.
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I forgot to mention the new whoozel exhibit they recently opened up at the zoo. It's pretty impressive!
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