I love how Violet repeats after me. She's a total little myna bird. We were on our way to a 6-year-old's birthday party, and I was telling her there was going to be a carousel, and she was doing her usual "No no no, too 'cary, I fall," jazz when I said "But you LOVE the carousel." Then she shut it with the whining and said repeatedly "I LOVE carousel! I LOVE carousel!" When I got sick of that, I put on the CD Cole and Chris made her for her first birthday. It begins with Cole saying hi and happy birthday and he loves her. She made me repeat that track upwards of 20 times, and each time sang out "Happy birthday!" in concert with Cole. "It's my birthday! My birthday! Yaaay! I have cake! And candles! And blooooow! Yaaaay!"
"Mama," she interrupted herself. "Can I take off toos?" (shoes)
"Yeah, sure go ahead."
"My mama says, yeah sure go ahead take off toos! Yeah sure, go ahead. Go ahead!"
It is a very agreeable state of insanity.
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