From the mouths of babes. Also known as, fun things Ayla says...

Ayla has lots of words now, and I don't want to forget how fun this age/stage of developing so much language is.

Some things Ayla says, in no particular order:
  • Hep me (help me)
  • Thank you (which sort of sounds like thin thin)
  • Upol (sounds like apple, means open or up)
  • Down
  • Boo
  • No
  • Na nice (not nice)
  • Yes
  • 'rush (Brush, as in her teeth)
  • Nana
  • Oma
  • Elmo
  • Pa (for G-Pa.  We literally call my dad G, like the letter, pa...for grandpa of course)
  • Amer (for Amber...we're teaching her our names)
  • Branbran (for Brandon)
  • Palm Bay (ask her where she lives)
  • One (when asked how old she is)
  • Sitting (when asked what the rule for the couch is)
  • Get (when she wants the dogs to back off her)
  • Cheese
  • Dog, owl, cat
  • Car
  • Peese (please)
  • Sorry 
  • Hug
  • Poop
  • Pee
  • Potty (sensing a theme?)
  • Boob (she says this while pointing at mine...funny)
  • Elbow
  • Baby, Mama, Papa, Daddy, Mom 
  • Been been (blanket)
  • Tummy
  • Taz/Tash (the name of two of the main the cats in her life) 
  • Nose (she says this when she wants a tissue)
  • 'side (for outside)
  • ...set, go! (she finishes after someone says "Ready...")
She also makes lots of animal noises.  To name a few...
  • Moo, like a cow
  • Elephant noise (blows air through her lips, Brandon is the best at this)
  • Meow, meow
  • Whiny dog noise (since that's what our dogs do)
  • Whoo whoo, like an owl
She also does lots of fun things, which I could go on for hours about...
  • Reads books, turning the pages and jabbering on what she sees, also making accompanying noises
  • Climbs on the couch and up and down off our huge bed
  • Eats with a grown up fork
  • Drinks out of a big girl cup and any kind of water bottle with much success
  • She discovered the thing in the tub that you pull up to make the shower turn on
  • Claps
  • Has discovered that candy tastes good (thanks Halloween!)
  • Dances/does zumba moves
  • Lots of sign language words: more, eat, please, thank you, juice, water
  • She can point to her head, ears, eyes, mouth, teeth, tongue, butt, and toes.  Discovered mom's elbow tonight as well
  • She steals my blanket and snuggles up with it, so of course I let her have it
  • Her giggle is the best
  • She plays jokes on us, like pretending to give us food or a kiss, only to take it away at the last second and laugh
  • She makes the best, biggest pursed kissy face
  • Her latest hobby is riding Boo like a horse.  Boo is such a good, tolerant pup.
These little moments are my treasures.  I'm not bragging, I'm just proud to be her mom and never want to forget these big little moments.

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