Speaking of remembering

Ingrid’s had a fever for 4.5 days, but in the last two, i swear, her brain has just exploded with new words and concepts. Craziness.

I tried really hard to remember our trip to target tonight, because it was just a non-stop stream of consciousness flow of words coming out of her.

I say "want to go to the store?"

Ingrid:
"Yeah! Store! Coat. Shoes. Hat. Mama coat. Mama shoes. Charlie! [sees her Charlie Parker book open to an illustration of him…] Daddy? Daddy?"

Dave comes up, kisses us goodbye, we walk out to the car.

"Moon. Car. Keys [keys are in my mouth, as I buckle her in, and this is the first time I’ve heard the word form her]. Hat. Coat. Shoes. Mama. Indid. Bye Bye Daddy. Bye Bye Daddy. Store. [I’m now driving….]

In the store:
"hat? Hat. Shoes! Boots! Balls Balls Balls! Neigh! [to toy horse] Baby. [to doll] Giraffes! Giraffes! Boots? [to giraffe rainboots, which we purchased.] One. Two. Two giraffes. Elpant. One, Two, Free Elpant. [I look around and sure enough, there are three elephant watering cans nearby.] One, Two, chairs. Tables.

Getting ready to leave:
"Hat? On? Hat? Bye Bye.

In the car, after telling her it’s  bath night.

"Bath! Bubbles. Daddy?" (he does bath.)

Getting out of the car:

"Daddy car. Vroom Vroom! Beep Beep. Daddy? Bath. Daddy!"

Basically, one of the most verbose evenings she’s ever had, ever.

In addition to "keys" she also now knows "pocket" which freaked me out. While I was working on dinner, I left the gate open and was gone for less than a minute, and when I came back, she was at the top of the stairs, having just reached the turn. Yikes. She randomly hugs us now. She loves her giraffe and her babydoll, which she has to sleep with (hence the wicked excitement for the giraffe boots.)

Also, she’s started punctuating her conversations with a giggle I’ve only ever seen on movies. It is beyond cute. Heartbreakingly so. And for Dave? She says "I laloo daddy" at least once a day. (Alas, not to mama, but I know she loves me.) I can’t believe she’s going to be 2 in like, 9 weeks. Wow.

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