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August 10, 2011

“Right there bump”

Filed under: Family, Motherhood, Personal — llcall @ 6:09 pm

This is Addison’s best and most consistent sentence.  I’m sure we hear it at least 22 times a day.  She is one of those kids that narrates every bump, bruise, and scrape.  She also has an amazing memory for precisely where she has been bumped and by what.  There was one particular table at the Harrises’ house (on our visit to Colorado) that got the serious cold shoulder after it bumped her.

She says a few other sentences like “I see?” when she wants you to show her something — although perhaps it is more a command than a question.  She also says “got/get Daddy” after she’s scared or tickled Neal.  I think she learned this one so quickly because when I’m on the computer and trying to buy a couple more seconds of time, I always tell her to “go get Daddy!”

Her language has really exploded over the last couple of weeks — she’s not such a grunter anymore.  Now when I am in the bathroom and she wants my immediate attention, she stands outside the door and yells, “Ma! . . . Ma! . . . Ma!”  No more babbling “mama,” now it’s a slightly-annoyed “Ma!”  I suppose I should get a video of it to capture her inflection — on the to-do list!

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2 Comments »

  1. She is seriously one of the cutest baby–well toddler–that I’ve ever been around! It’s just something about her mannerisms that is completely endearing

    Comment by kei02003 — August 10, 2011 @ 7:05 pm

  2. That sounds fun. Please do get a video.

    Comment by bookncurls — August 11, 2011 @ 11:17 pm


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