A year and half?!
She is talking more and more and more. She's just a little parrot, repeating everything we say. Plus a little of her own baby language thrown in the mix. I love when she jabbers when she's playing. She'll be busy doing something, just humming and blabbering away. She is really into pretend play these days. Likes to carry purses and put on my shoes. We bought her a bucket of plastic food. Oh. My. She is obsessed with that bucket and makes a beeline for it each day when we get home. Last week she filled each of her teacups with cucumbers and zucchinis and eggs. Then proceeded to put some french fries and hotdogs in her Daddy's shoes. And a peach between the blinds and window - which I didn't notice until I pulled into the driveway the next day. We are finding that darn food in all kinds of crazy places!
She has become majorly attached to her Baby, a Cabbage Patch doll lovingly passed down from my cousin Diane. Baby goes everywhere with us. And when Baby is not with us, she searches around the house saying "Baby?....Baby....BABY!!???!"