Family Alive

I’ve been amazed at how well Analise communicates these days. She’s got so many words I can’t even count… new ones are popping up all the time. She was slow to start talking “our” language, but now she’ll bravely repeat almost anything. Favorites are definitely cookie, cracker, baby, and stuck:) I’ll recap the morning wake up routine, so you can appreciate her efforts with me….

Sitting up in my bed, looking over at Brian’s empty side of the bed: “Daddy (unintelligible) wok?”
“Good morning, sweetheart… yes, Daddy’s at work.”
Spying the glass of water on the night stand, “Wat?”
Analise gets a big drink of water. “Dow?”
“Ok, you can get down.” Analise slides off the bed and heads to the door, while I wrestle my aching bulging body up as well.
“Op?” she says trying to get the door open, and she either gets it herself of I catch up to her and she pitter-patter down the hall.
Stopping by the clear glass basement door where Brian either works or how he leaves for work, “Daddy (unintelligible) wok?”
“Yep, Daddy’s at work, but he’ll be home later.” We head into the kitchen for breakfast if we don’t get distracted by toys in the den. Today we were distracted by the zoo animals, and she squealed the clearest word I’ve heard since “cookie”… “monkey!”.

She’s learning lots about concepts, too, like dark, which she says everytime we turn the light off or go into a dark room. We’ve been talking about snow, too, looking at pictures from Wisconsin over Christmas and the snowy Winter Olympics on TV. Yesterday, Analise was having noodles and spaghetti sauce for lunch, and I sprinkled some parmesean cheese on her noodles. “Snow!” she said! Good try, sweetie!!