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I took Phoebe for her 18-month checkup last week. (We were two months late. Not only that, but I completely forgot that she was supposed to go in for a 15-month checkup as well. She's definitely the second child!) The doctor said that she should have a vocabulary of at least 10 words by now.

That's no problem.

Phoebe likes to eat her unch on a cate with a bork, but she prefers to eat her i-seem in a bote with a boonse.

When she does something she's particularly proud of, she lifts her arms up and says, "I did it! Oo-ray Beebee!"

When she's hungry, she opens the door to the pantry and says, "Hmmm. How 'bout..." Her favorite food is "pop-orn."

Yesterday my mother-in-law suggested that she pick up some of her toys, and Phoebe said, "No. I don't want to!"

We were out in the yard Saturday night and heard an owl. Phoebe said, "What's the hoo-hoo?" I said, "It's an owl." She said, "I see it?" I said, "I don't know where it is." She said, "I want to go look!"

We went to Petsmart the other day and she had fun watching the "bish," the birds ("twee-twee!") and the cats ("mow!"), but her favorite was the mouse (actually a guinea pig) eating the "arnsh" (an orange).

If she wants to be held, she holds up her arm and says, "Carry me!" Once I told her that she could walk instead, and she said, "No. I can't."

She calls every monkey a "Georsh." Last week she got a pair of Mallory's Curious George underpants out of the dresser and carried it around for a few hours. I tried to get it away and she said, "No I want Georsh pants!" "Georsh" is also what she calls the movie Stuart Little (his brother is named George).

She consistently uses b's for f's, so she's Beebee, the dog is Binn, fish are bish, and her shoes go on her beet.

She's full of questions. "What dweeng?" she asks me (What are you doing?). What noise? Where go? Where Daddy? What's this?

And, somewhat unfortunately, she's started to repeat everything that Mallory says. This morning I told Mallory that I'm going to get a haircut after work today, and Mallory said, "Why do you need a haircut? Do you think your hair looks stupid?" I said no, not exactly, I just needed a trim. "Well good," Mallory said. "Because I really don't think your hair looks stupid."

Thanks. And thanks again, because the whole drive to school Phoebe was kept saying, "Stoop!"

Comments

Anonymous said…
I love it! Her personality is really blossoming.

Mom
aimee said…
What's the hoo-hoo? Ha!Ha! Bee-Bee is hilarious!

I love this age!
H Noble said…
I liked 'what's the hoo-hoo?' the best too! Kids are so funny!
H

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