I throw my arm up in the air to imitate what an elephant says and I sniff sniff sniff when someone mentions flowers.
I still blow kisses for goodbye and goodnight and sometimes just randomly.
I'm still not eating much of anything but we're managing that just fine. I have milk and maybe a few cheerios or crackers for breakfast, then mama gives me what she knows I'll eat for lunch (chicken, cheese, and strawberries or grapes) and at dinner I'm offered whatever the parents are eating, take it or leave it. I usually leave it.
We have learned the hard way that a big glass of milk on my empty morning belly combined with a ride in the car does not mix. Unfortunately I gave it all back three times before we were convinced of the trend. We're all thankful that I don't get sick EVERY time I drink milk or EVERY time I'm in the car and just like the no eating thing, we've learned to manage this. The first time it happened we were all a mess. Figuratively and literally. By the third time though, mom and dad were like a highly-trained first-response team! Now the plan is no milk in the morning if we have somewhere to be... instead, I get my milk once we've gotten to our destination, and so far, this seems to do the trick.
I love to dance. I sway to calm music and stomp my foot cotton-eyed-joe style to faster tempos.
I spent the day playing at my new favorite place... the mall! Make-up, jewelry, escalators, hall ways, and a play area with lots of new friends.
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