Rosemary pointed out a morning glory to me, actually calling it that by that name, and then added, "Mommy. Smell it."
Jason asked her this morning where she thinks he goes everyday when he goes to work and she thought for a second and then said, "Park." He asked what he did there and she said, "Sandbox."
We went to the zoo and she nabbed a piece of sheep food at the petting zoo and popped it part way in her mouth. Ick. We talked some about how that food was for the sheep, and yet she elbowed her way in again and took another piece from our friend Annie's hand. She ate that too. I asked what it tasted like and thought for a moment and said "Apples."
She has a roster of favorite songs, and Twinkle Twinkle seems to top the list. She likes to sing it and I often hear her crooning softly to herself. Her delivery is a little bit like William Shatner: "Twinkle...Twinkle LITTLE!! star."
Rosie is big into hugging but often announces that she'd like to hug something or someone rather than actually going ahead and doing it, as in "Hug it - Puppy!" Neighbors comes out 'nibbits' when she says it and the other day she heard someone out in the hallway and ran for the door yelling, "Hug it, Nibbits!"
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Oh this post has me laughing so hard. Hug it, Nibbits! I am going to try and use that phrase at least once a day. Smell it! She seems to have the imperative mood down.
I think of Rosie being rocked to sleep by William Shatner while they sing together in perfect harmony and I laugh.
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