I love this girl. The above pictures were me trying to quickly capture her in her "Sunday Best" one morning while Gene and Callan were downstairs yelling, "Come on! We're in the car!" I needed to get a picture of that barrette in her hair 'cause I knew it wasn't going to stay in there too long.
She's been talking up a storm lately. She turned 15 months, and all of the sudden her vocabulary skyrocketed. She repeats everything, so she's picking up key words from her brother, like "buffalo" (of course).
A few favorites:
--I was sneezing the other day and then she looked at me and said, "Achoo! Achoo!"
--please, thank you (she skipped the sign language and went right to speaking), snack, milk (she'll grab your face and look you right in the eye and say "milk" until she gets it), all done (at the end of meals), baby (she loves to point to my belly and say this), backpack (she loves to wear her backpack that I made her)
--the other day I was holding Callan because he was crying and I said, "It's ok, Callan." Kins came up then and started stroking his hair and said, "It's ok, Callan."
--two nights ago Gene was putting Kins to bed and started carrying her up the stairs. He said, "Say goodnight to Mommy." She looked over his shoulder at me and waved with a big smile and said, "Goodnight, Mommy!" as clear as day
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