Little Miss Sentence

Zedder left for her Baachan and Grandad's with a few sentences on her tongue, and came home on Sunday with even more of them bouncing around her head and spilling into the atmosphere. She's a talker, and comes by it naturally, but we're constantly amazed by the things that come out of her head. She won't be two until the end of January but already she's posing questions that Mom and Dad have difficulty answering. There's almost nothing sweeter on the planet, I think.



Her blue eyes haven't faded, and her hair is still blonde...a blonde haired, blue eyed quarter Japanese girl...her great grandmother must swoon at the sight of her. A little girl on the Yamaya family tree that has blonde hair and blue eyes? If she could only hear her talk...there's a little Japanese, nothing too impressive, but it would be enough to make her proud, I think. Baachan and her mother make sure that she works on it here and there. It's important, but right now we're struggling just to keep up to her English comprehension.

"I want to read Pokey Little Puppy Daddy... please."

Those sentences came virtually overnight. I'm curious what kind of questions we'll be fielding by Christmas?