June 2nd, 2012
Elliora doesn’t speak in full sentences all the time, but she spoke her first complete sentence a couple of months ago. Since then she’s come up with another sentence here and there, but they’re infrequent enough that we still marvel a little.
Today Elliora was standing at the top of the basement stairs, whining about wanting to go down. I sat down on the floor next to her and tried to distract her with tickling and silly games. At some point, she glanced up at the pantry door and saw the kid art that’s hanging there.
“Wuzzat?” She pointed at the lower drawing.
“That’s a painting Annalie did. It’s a butterfly. And the one up there is a drawing of some fishies.”
Elliora gazed up for a moment, then pointed again. “Fshooshie!” (That’s as close as I can come to a phonetic spelling of the adorable way she pronounces fishie.) “Pretty!”
“They are pretty. Annalie did a good job, didn’t she?”
“Yep.” Elliora looked towards the living room where Annalie was playing a game on the computer and called out, “Sissy! They’re pretty.”