I like to say, "noise" when I hear things and I swear to god the other day my mom told her friend I was a genius. It's so embarrassing. I'm not a genius I just heard a noise, mom. It's a pretty simple thing. Anyway, I say a whole lot of words now, like bubbles and Jaffe, and I'm talking in three word sentences and it's pretty fun.
In other news, my dad taught me how to say "fart." Thanks dad.
What else. I'm pretty much just mimicking Jaffe now, and yesterday I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I was carrying a fabulous handbag, wearing a few bangles and some bright purple beads. I was also enjoying my first jean dress. Wonderful. Airy. And pushing a stroller with my dog in it. Now, some might judge this picture. Me? "Vivre ma soeur!' That's what I say.
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