Apparently, Carrie has mixed up the words “stop” and “Spot”. She signs “stop” when we read books about “Spot”. It’s so cute I really can’t correct her. She’ll learn the difference eventually, right?
Tonight we had a birthday party for the older of my younger brothers, and Carrie was in a showing-off mood. She demonstrated all of her signs, and even came out with a new word just for tonight: “hi!” Then she proceeded to “help” Dan open his cards and gifts. Most of her helping involved wandering away with the pretty packages, but then he got her interested in bubble wrap. Instead of scaring her, she giggled every time a bubble popped. And then her Grandma fed her cake and ice cream, and made sure she scraped up every last speck of icing off the plate. No wonder she’s still up an hour and a half after her bedtime…