I had a dream last night that all of our family was somewhere, and I took Emma for a walk and was teaching her the titles of all these plays that Frank Sinatra had written. Then, when we returned to the rest of the family, I would say a play and she would say "Fank Sinata", much to my delight. It was only after Dad enlightened me did I realize that Frank Sinatra had written NONE of the plays about which I told Emma. I was, needless to say, humiliated beyond all reason. Emma's ability to pronounce his name on command was, sadly, lost in the shuffle.
Yay on the talking! She'll probably be speaking in full sentances in a few weeks!
My dream--TV free!I hope you can do it. You would be the first no-TV family I actually know.Mom
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