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Sunday, February 05, 2006

Busy Busy Busy

Haven't had time to post in a while; I've been under the pump at work, we are trying to buy a house, we've had people staying with us....yada yada yada....
It's all good though, of course. Yoyo has her first cold - she's been really fussy and her head is all stuffed up. There's really not much we can do about it (at least according to the books we've read & the people we've talked to), so we are just offering our support & trying to help her through it. Poor little sausage....
I've been trying to teach her to say "Daddy". She's definitely got the "da da da" thing going, and she has even looked right at me and said "Da da!" a couple of times. But then she looks right at her ball and says "Da da!", and Winnie the Pooh is also apparently "Da da!", and she's even called the lovely wife "Da da"....so I'm not getting too excited.
She does know "bye bye" now though. We had a funny little episode last night: Yoyo has a complicated little toy that takes around 45 "D" batteries and talks to her, teaching her the ABC's and differentiating between the sounds of cats, dogs, walruses, etc. One of the many features of this toy is that, after it has sat idle for a few minutes, it says "bye bye" and powers itself off.
Yoyo had been playing with this toy as I made dinner last night, but had become bored with it and was busying herself pulling all of the laces out of my shoes when from across the room, her toy said "Bye bye!" and Yoyo spun around to wave goodbye to it.
We were once again blown away....I guess you have to be a parent to appreciate it....
Kids rock....

1 Comments:

At 4:59 AM, Blogger Angry Dad said...

Hi IFLYG. I enjoyed your blog, and thanks for visiting mine!
Be careful what you wish for with the talking, as once they start they don't stop. I know all about toys that talk too. We have Mr Salt and Mrs Pepper who sing the "Healthy Snack's" song, incessantly. Same with Elmo. The freaky thing is when they go off in the middle of the night, and there aren't any kids around (Cue spooky music).

 

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