Jul 02, 2010 00:29
Last week I was in the lounge with Izzy when John went upstairs. She looked towards the door he'd gone out of and repeatedly shouted "DA! DA! DA!" for a minute or so. She then looked at me on the other side of the room, frowned, and said "where Da?" So I explained that he'd gone upstairs, and she stopped shouting.
I wrote that off as me reading too much into random noises, as surely she's too young to put words together to make phrases...right?
Then tonight, as John was putting her into her sleeping bag there came a shout that was very clearly "no no bed bed". Something of a more eloquent objection than her usual "WAAAAAAAAAHHHH!", methinks. Clever girl.