She's also taken to mimicking adult conversations when she plays. She might go into another room and then come back and cross her arms and jabber (she still does this sometimes! Yea!) and then top all the fast talk off with an, "Any-way, see ya later" and then go back to the other room. The "anyway" is always all drawn out and, for her, seems to be the hallmark of grown-up conversation.
Her grandparents visited a while back. At some point she said to her grandmother, "Mimi, you're killing me!" That's the stuff that really tickles me, when she uses something so complex in such an appropriate manner. I know she's well over two now, but I think the whole language explosion just happens so fast that it still takes me by surprise when she does these things.
Lately, she's been describing the conditions of things very accurately. "It's so dark in here!" or "It's cold out there." She's just grasping concepts and applying them to her everyday experience with no coaxing at all.
Then, of course, there's hairy stout. It's kind of like me and bunch of songs I heard in the '80's. I just made up words when I didn't understand the lyrics. Who could understand what the hell Tom Petty or Stevie Nicks was saying anyway? If I wanted to make up the lyrics, as long as the tune was right, nobody noticed. That's what The Nugget did with hairy stout.
It goes a little something like this:
I'm a little teapot, hairy stout.
Here is my handle, here is my spout.
When I get all steamed up, here me shout.
Tip me over and pour me out.
Now, for a kid with the grasp of language I describe above, I don't know how she came up with that. Probably because she didn't know the word stout. But hairy? I'm not sure how she got that from "short and"! I love it, though. It reminds me that she can't yet say everything perfect. So, she's still a little bit of my baby, right? Don't answer that. I need to think I'm right on this one.
Anyway...that's enough talking about talking for now! I'd like to keep this hairy sweet!