Friday: Ate Desitin while in bed (how she managed to reach the Desitin from bed, I'll never know. All over her face, hair, shirt. Called Poison Control. "Don't worry," they said. Then why does it say to call Poison Control?
Saturday: She went to the zoo with Daddy (I was at a women's conference this weekend--SO nice to get away, but I missed her like crazy!). Enamored by the elephants and monkeys. Face pressed up to the glass at every exhibit. Afterwards went to McDonalds for her first happy meal. Nose running like a faucet...getting another cold. I had to work in the nursery Sat. night at church, so Daddy was in charge again. I was so happy to see her when I got home--she had had her bath and was almost ready for bed, so I rocked her while she drank her milk--the first I had really seen her since Friday afternoon.
Sunday: Woke up coughing and had a stuffy nose. Didn't want to take her to the nursery to subject other kids to her cold, so I went to church and Daddy stayed home with her. This afternoon I stayed home with her while he went to our small group. She's in a good mood--it's just a little cold right now--I just don't like other kids being exposed to her germs.
New words: Yellow (wewwo), Cow
So that's our weekend in a nutshell.
They call the age from 18 months to 2 years "the language explosion" - isn't it fun to watch as her vocabulary grows by leaps and bounds?
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