Daddy takes a moment to reflect

It's been a very long time since I've posted about Anya.
In short, she's pretty awesome.
Aside from her intelligence, she shows great empathy: hugging and kissing anyone who might be hurt or is sad (often she was the cause).
I love her sense of adventure. While her climbing often stresses me out, I must say I prefer it to the alternative.
I get a kick out of talking to her as she can actually discuss and understand things these days. Tonight she helped me get ready for soccer. I asked her to go into my room and get my black soccer socks and she came back with them. Then she knocked on my gear and said "shin guards. Daddy go play soccer!" We don't sit around talking about Sartre or anything, but I did get her to say "I'm loquacious!" This propensity for words definitely works to our advantage. Aside from the fact that it's nice to have her say, "I hurt my wrist" rather than just crying. It's also very easy to know when she's doing something bad as she narrates everything she does. If I hear a quiet voice in the other room saying "That's daddy's" I know I should ask her what she's doing. Usually she comes running out with a wallet or my glasses or keys and says, "Here go daddy."
She's a kind and generous child. She often helps me get put my shoes on (whether or not I want to go anywhere). Yesterday she ran up to me with my beer. She often tries to feed me her dinner.
My favorite timea are taking her to the dog park where she rides around on my shoulders and points out all the different types of dogs. She currently thinks they are each one of a handful of dogs she knows (Ary if it's a German sheppard, Margarette if it's a Liamburger...etc.) all unknown dogs are currently "hound dogs."
She loves her grand parents very much and speaks endlessly of Grandpa's airplanes and helicopters, don-don's "ocean" and going to grandma's house, but her favorite place in the world seems to be the carousel at the zoo, riding the up-and-down horse or perhaps the Little Gym.
Her favorite CDs are currently ABBA's Greatest Hits (which we approve of) and the Smithsonian Institutes Animals A-Z which we are officially tired of.
She sings all the time. I've even seen her sit down in front of a "piano" pound the keys and sing baa-baa-black sheep.
She trying very hard to learn hide-and-seek. Currently when I'm done counting she runs out from her hiding spot and says "Hi daddy!" Even more fun, when you ask, "Is Anya in the closet" she'll yell "Noooo!" from behind the door or where ever she's hiding.