This girl is unstoppable in the language department lately. I am soaking up her little phrases, and all the cuteness that comes with them - the broken English, incorrect pronouns and plurals... I love it! Is it weird of me to say that I'll miss it when she can speak proper English?
Here are some excerpts from the past few days:
"Pick you up, Mama?" (you = me)
"Dark is chasing me! Turn light on make dark go away."
"Sometimes food is healthy in my tummy"
"Make crayons be nudey!" (as she strips the paper wrapper off)
"That's a raw egg mama, I have to cook it. See raw egg Maxx? It's too yucky. I cook it."
"Santa might bring Eliza a tiny candy cane. Only ONE tiny candy cane. Santa bring Mama and Dada a BIG candy cane. Bring Eliza a tiny candy cane, just my size."
"Is too windy, Mama. Need your hood on" (as she pulls my jacket hood onto my head). Aww.
"Eliza running like a crazy girl!"
I love that crazy girl.