Glamour shot! Work it, girlfriend!
I think she was barking here, which she does very cutely out the side of her mouth.
Me: "One."
Abby: "twoo"
Me: "No, I want you to repeat it. Say, 'one'."
Abby: "twoooo. freeee....foouuuur"
Me: "One"
Abby: "Sixxxxx, niine, BEN!"
Me: "Good job! Let's start back at the beginning. One?"
Abby: "Two, free, sissss, BEN!"
Me: "Abby, say, 'one'. Just say, 'one'."
Abby: "Twoooooo. Fiiiiiifffee. Blooooorg."
Me: "One one one one oneoneoneoneone!"
Abby: (long pause) "....twooo...free...fuuuuur."
(not much later at all)
Jen: (talking to me or the girls, I can't recall) "Excuse me"
Abby: (pitch perfect; first time she's ever heard the words) "Scuse me."
Are you for real, little Blondie?
Day two hundred and twenty seven.
Powdered monkey legs.
Sprinkle monkey gingerly with oatmeal. Enjoy.
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