Little Miss Elmo

It's been a little while since I've posted an update on Miss Em, who's already 20 1/2 months old!

She can say a handful of words, and adds to the list every day. Lately she started referring to herself as "Elmo". She can say broke, help, up, book, brother (bubba), milk and poop. You know, all the essentials. The rest of her baby talk sounds like something out of a small African tribe.  A lot of "wakitikiliki" talk. There is a lot more meaning behind her words now, and she looks at you like you should be getting every last bit of it. 

She had a week-long bout of RSV earlier this month.  She coughed a bunch and wasn't eating much. Since then she is feeling much better and has been cleaning her plate at almost every meal.  The tummy is back and she's shot our of her size 18 month pants and into the 2Ts. I swear she looks older every day.

Of course she's still crazy about her brother.  They were home with each other for two weeks around Christmas, and never got sick of each other.  She beats up on him a little, but those are just sibling love pats. One afternoon I heard Big E shouting "help" from down the hall. I ran in to find him stuck in his closet with Miss Em holding the door shut. So yeah, he gets bullied more than she does.

It's always a good thing when real life is more entertaining than television. And my kids don't disappoint.