Another Month
Apr. 30th, 2012 01:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Albia is eleven months old today. She's talking like anything, and sometimes we can even tell what she's meaning to say. I'm her old 'Ma', and Junius is her 'Pa', and then there's the sorry old dog who adopted us, and we're pretty sure he's 'Da', though I heard her call one of the stray cats that, too, this week.
She has her own words for nearly everything, but we're not properly sure they stay the same from day to day. At any rate, we've been too dim to learn most of them. We've been trying to teach her that we always say 'Please' when we'd like someone to give us something and 'Ta' when they do.
Junius insists she said 'Ta' back to him Friday night when he handed her the soother she'd dropped, but I think it's just wishful thinking. I saw it all, and what she was really doing when she said it, was giving her soother to the 'Da'. I think she's pretty well decided she likes her thumb better, anyway.
She has a jolly sense of humour. She thinks it's especially clever when old Pa Ponds makes her food zoom around before it settles on her tray. Or when he takes his egg cup at breakfast and wears it as a cap. That always makes her laugh.
And she's all but walking now. She pulls up and then moves around, going from whatever she's got hold of to the next closest thing she can grab onto. She especially likes to ramble along the shelves in the shop, because then whenever she tips over and finds herself sat on the floor, there's always loads of reshelving to be done to help us out!
I can't think what we did before we had her. And she'll be a whole year old next month!
She has her own words for nearly everything, but we're not properly sure they stay the same from day to day. At any rate, we've been too dim to learn most of them. We've been trying to teach her that we always say 'Please' when we'd like someone to give us something and 'Ta' when they do.
Junius insists she said 'Ta' back to him Friday night when he handed her the soother she'd dropped, but I think it's just wishful thinking. I saw it all, and what she was really doing when she said it, was giving her soother to the 'Da'. I think she's pretty well decided she likes her thumb better, anyway.
She has a jolly sense of humour. She thinks it's especially clever when old Pa Ponds makes her food zoom around before it settles on her tray. Or when he takes his egg cup at breakfast and wears it as a cap. That always makes her laugh.
And she's all but walking now. She pulls up and then moves around, going from whatever she's got hold of to the next closest thing she can grab onto. She especially likes to ramble along the shelves in the shop, because then whenever she tips over and finds herself sat on the floor, there's always loads of reshelving to be done to help us out!
I can't think what we did before we had her. And she'll be a whole year old next month!
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Date: 2012-05-01 09:29 pm (UTC)Bea's trying new faces every day. Noses, mostly, but last weekend she made her ears pointy. I've been trying to show her about lop-ears, which she thinks is very funny, but she hasn't tried it herself yet.
We've quite a menagerie, don't we? We're still feeding the cats. Luckily there haven't been any new kittens recently--that we've found, at any rate. I'm still putting out food on the upper sill for my bird friends, but they're understandably cautious. There's still only the one dog. I think he scares off any others who might nose about. Oh, and Bea's still very fond of a certain Sing Ami bunny she had from a favourite cousin of hers!
Mr Ponds says 'Hello' back and wonders how you are getting on with end of term projects and exams coming on.