Whatssat?

Abs providing a nice obstacle for the throngs.

Yesterday I was doing an animal puzzle with Abby. She picked up the cow piece and said, "What'ssssaaat?"

"That's a cow, little buddy. Moo!"

"Mooooooo!" she replied, putting the cow in his rightful place. Her fingers flitted over the board again and she picked up the cat.

"What'sssdat?"

I gave her a dubious sidelong look, wondering why she was asking me when she's known the word cat for many months, can practically spell the word, knows how to look up cat on Wikipedia, and has many cat friends.

"That is a cat. A kitty cat, if you will."

"Meow!"

"Yup!"

She returned to the board, this time pulling out a sheep.

Once again: "Whats daat?"

"Buddy, you know damn well that's a sheep! A sheep! This is so below you!!!"

"Baaaah!"

(sigh) "Yes, baah."

After a few minutes of thinking that our kid had taken a strange and illogical step backwards, I realized that she has learned to now quiz us on what she already knows. So the theme now is for her to point to things and ask us, "Whatsdat?" in an effort to test our knowledge.

I've decided to call her bluff and show her a picture of the DC9 hydraulic system and ask her "whatsssat?" She may surprise me.

Kids were cute today. Abby got up at 7:20, but Lily slept in until 9, so Abby and I got some quality time this morning. We had breakfast and watched Sunday Morning....quality.

Tonight we were getting ready to leave Aunt Tracey's house. I told the girls we were about to go. Lily walked by Steve and Tracey and quietly muttered, "Thaaank yooou". I can claim no credit for teaching her that.

Day three hundred and forty nine.

Lily keeping her lips warm at the art sled rally.


Bundlekin.

Oh, you saw this coming, didn't you? Fresh from our trip to Ikea and the startlingly breezy walk from the car.