Lil' Miss Chatterbox

Well, it's finally happened.  Rosie is talking up a storm.  I mean full sentences, people.  I remember the days when she was so small and cute and cuddly.  She would fit right in the crook of my arm and I would tell her I couldn't wait to have conversations with her and hear what her voice sounds like.

Oh man, did I get what I asked for.

She talks all the time.  Not like some of the time... but seriously all the time.  Now don't get me wrong, I laugh my ass off throughout the day because I have this little person who can suddenly put her thoughts and feelings into words.  It's an incredible thing!  It's also a somewhat annoying thing.  She's got my personality.  She doesn't take no for an awswer and God help you if you try to convince her otherwise.  I don't want to say the phrase "Terrible Twos" but we are approaching go time on that front.

Flirting with Papa

Now, I'm going to have to brag a little bit here so bear with me.  She can say her ABCs in their entirety.  (Proof is below!)  She can sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and is absolutely obsessed with Old Mac Donald  Had a Farm.  I'd love to make a running list of all of the words that she can say, but it's hard to remember.

Singing the ABCs

Let's just say that we have pretty full conversations throughout the day.  She can tell us how she feels, what she wants to eat, where she wants to go and what she wants to do.  Also, she has manners.  Which I love.  She says her please and thank you's and is very good about saying them when she should. Some of my favorite things that she says:  Beautiful, Awesome, See You Soon, Come on Guys, Look at Me, Dinner is Ready, Oh no, Where Did He Go, Play with Me, Oh there she is!

I think one of the best parts of having a little person in your house, is that nothing is ever dull.  The things that come out of her mouth are usually out of the blue and totally unexpected.  Sometimes she says things that I didn't even know she could say!   


A couple of weekends ago, we went out with some friends of ours for dinner.  Seeing as I am due to have a baby in less than five weeks, I am starting to resemble a large mammal.  Nothing looks or fits quite right.  On this particular day, I had treated myself to a maternity top at the Gap and I was feeling pretty good about myself.  It was a silk navy top with orange hearts on it.  As I walked out to grab my things and say goodbye to Rose and her favorite babysitter, she says to me, "Ohhhh Mummy!   Your pajamas are beautiful!"  Gee, thanks so much Rose!  What do they say?  Out of the mouth of babes?  Yeah.  Exactly.

A typical day goes something like this:  In the morning, she is all bright eyed and bushy tailed and says, "Good Morning, Mommy!  How ahhhh youuu?"  This is an instant cure for waking up on the wrong side of the bed, let me tell you.  Then she asks me if I want coffee.  It's more like, "Foffee Mommy?"  And then she goes to work in her little kitchen making me a cup.  I love that she can tell me what she wants to eat, however, it has gotten pretty challenging as of late.  Instead of me being able to chop up a few things into bite sized pieces and slap it on a Minnie plate and call it a meal, it's turned into a negotiation of sorts.  It usually goes like this...

"Rose!  Your food is ready!"
"Ohhhh!  Wow!  Nummies! Thank you, Mama."
"Yes.  And today I made you spinach nuggets with blueberries on the side."
"Ummm.... no.  Nah uh."
"Well, yes, that's what you are eating."
"No, Mommy.  I will have pancakes."

Now, this may sound pretty adorable.  But when it is accompanied by a full blown freak out, it's not so fun.  It turns into a battle of wills and eventually she will break down and agree on something that entices her.  Usually "yogut" or "onanges" or something that will fit the description of being somewhat healthy and then I give in.

I think my favorite part of being able to communicate with her so well is the fact that she can tell me that she loves me.  It melts my heart every single time and I don't see how it will ever get old.  She looks right at me and says, "I wuv you, Mummy."  My other favorite is when she asks me if I want a hug and then gives me the biggest squeeze.  I can't begin to describe how much this little love has lit up our world and brought so much joy into it.  The laughter never ends and her little mouth... never stops.  I wouldn't have it any other way.