You are absolutely adibbable.
Your favorite toys are all things Monster [monter!] or Robot [obot]: your new Yo Gabba Gabba toys holding the top spot at the moment. [Ghee Gabba]. You also still love your container of Pom Poms and your Team Umizoomi figures, and all the toys that go along with Pixar movies. Nemo, Monsters Inc, Toy Story. Mike and Sully. Bot and Buzz Lightyear and Rex [Wek]. You love to make characters fly and talk and zoom and bounce.
You are generally so easy-going (remember when I thought we would never get there?). At least if Mama is in sight. When we have left you with a sitter or in the nursery (on our cruise vacation), you have had the sweetest, saddest peculiar habit of crying even while you play.
"Um, Mrs. Lee, [Dibbs] won't stop crying...but, we think he's okay, he's happily playing with a toy right now...he just won't stop crying."
"Yeah, Mel, it was so weird. He cried, but he just kept playing."
|You're saying "Two" here. Also, you tried to eat the flame.|
Your vocabulary grows everyday and you're much more comfortable with phrases and sentences than your sister was at 2.
"Where'd it go?"
"Bye bye, Nana!"
"Oh no! My shoe! We 'tuck!"
You're figuring out this crazy, beautiful world.
I love your voice. So much higher than Sister's. So much exploration and range. You know that words have power and you love to sing to yourself. You like the song "Let it Go" from Frozen and walk around singing it with your arms stretched out behind you. You still like Twinkle Twinkle. You are in love with guitars. You "to'ally wock."