
I love to walk. I giggle so much I fall down.
I love to read books. If you ask me I will bring you over one I want you to read to me- over and over.
I am a communicator. I can say “baby”, “ball”, and “peas” (although I whisper it “pea-pea” – not sure why Mummy and Daddy chuckle at that?). I can sign “book”, “ball”, “hat”, “fan” ,“more” – also used for eat , “telephone”- which is used for all electronic devices especially those with buttons and “all done”. I make noises that signify cat (an anguished meow sound), doggy (panting), fish (sucking in of cheeks – also used for water/thirsty) and most recently a popping sound for bird. I am a great believer in the power of pointing. When I really want something I point for it….or at it. For instance, when I want fruit I point at the painting of fruit hanging on the wall in the dining room.
I love the park. I love going down the slide head first which sets a bad example for the other kids and occasionally gives me a red belly (when my shirt comes up). Come to think of it I really love to do most things head first including jumping into ball pits, under tables etc- luckily my head seems to be able to take all the bumps and scrapes I get it into.
I love playgroup – meeting lots of new “babies” and pushing big cars around. I love watching the big boys play.
I love animals. I especially love doggies! I don’t even mind if they knock me over and lick me!
I love music. Put on some good jazz flute and watch me wiggle. I also enjoy reggae, country songs and world beat. Mum and Dad don’t know where my taste in music comes from.
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