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04/01/2008: "Anyone have a dictionary?"


This afternoon, my Mom and Dess were engaged in one of their favorite activities. Dess was standing up, supported by one of the couches and Mom was hovering nearby in case she fell (Dessa is not as good at the standing thing as she thinks she is. She is better at it than I actually want her to be, however. Also, she wants to stand all the time now).

So Dess was supporting herself on the couch, Mom was hovering, and Mom's silly Maltese dog, Sally, was perched on a pillow in front of Dess. Which freaking delighted the baby. It was a perfect opportunity and my Mom doesn't like to waste such opportunities.

"Dessa!" exclaimed Mom. "Who is that!? Who's that? Is that Sally?"

Dessa looked back and forth between the dog and Mom.

"Is that Sally?"

It might be Sally, Dessa's expression said.

"Say 'Sally'. 'Saaa-leeee'," Mom tried.

No response.

"Doggie. That's a doggie. Doooog-eeee"

Dessa looked at me with an expectant look, so I chimed in. "Dessa, that's a doooog-eeee."

Mom tried again. "Say 'doggie'. You can do it. 'Doggg-eeeeee'"

And with a sudden and sure expression of joy on her face, my brilliant genius child shrieked and said...

"FOOOOO-BAAAH!"

As soon as we figure out what language she speaks, we're gonna be in business.