This morning Analie and I were being silly at our normal time for silliness. She was pointing at parts of her head and I was saying the names. We’ve also been naming things on my head and Joey’s head, and she’s getting pretty good at reliably identifying what is what.
Over the weekend we tried asking her where Angus’s head was and she just looked at us like we were nuts.
But this morning, she whacked me on the top of my head and yelled some semblance of “head!” Then she shoved her hand on my nose and yelled something that sounded like “nose!”. Then she stuck that finger of hers straight into my eye socket and hollered “EYE!”
The good news here is that I didn’t require a trip to the ER, even though I kind wondered if I would there for second. OH, and she can apparently say a few new words and actually knows what they mean.
The bad news is…maybe we need to work on being gentle a little bit.
