Articulate low-talker... is this an oxymoron? We thought Zoe would never get around to walking. Then we thought she'd never get around to talking. Now she does both just fine, of course. Just because David does things first does not mean she can't do them better! She's become quite the chatty Cathy. One of our favorite things is to listen to her stream-of-consciousness babbles when she is snuggling in our bed sometimes. She is a classic low-talker though. If you're not listening she may insult you, ask for cookies and recite the ABC's without you even knowing it. Sometimes she'll remember a little joke or a song from weeks ago, and we never knew she was listening in the first place.
She definitely likes her "stuff." She gathers up so much to take to Grandma's house that even she calls it just "stuff." We have Elmos and bunnies to take with us, although they've become second fiddle lately to trains. The girl needs a purse, but she probably wouldn't go for that because she can't see everything.
This afternoon we had lunch with my folks & Harold. There was a roomy spot near our table. When we let D & Z down they usually go for Papa and Grandma. Today they grabbed hands and did Ring Around the Rosie, with Zoe singing the lead. So funny!
Zoe also knows exactly what she likes. She looooooves pancakes. Lately on Sundays Brett will go to McDonald's and get each of the kiddos a McGriddle. Zoe inhales both her little pancakes and starts eyeing David's. Tammy (our sitter) says on pancake day she can count on Zoe eating at least 2 pancakes and maybe a 3rd. She usually won't open her mouth for something she doesn't want, but if we're lucky enough to get a bite in and she doesn't like it, she will somehow use her teeth to slide it off her tongue. She tends to make you feel like she was definitely above that crap you just tried to give her.
She is exactly how I remember her Aunt Bridgit when we were growing up. :)
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