I really can't explain how much this girl is talking now. Well, I can actually. A LOT.
She says everything. Anything. Most things I can understand, some I cannot. She will attempt to repeat anything you ask her. We are going on vacation in a couple weeks, and last night Rob was trying to teach her essential words like cerveza, margarita, amigo, beach, pool, swim, and hola.
Monday I received a call from the daycare director asking if we are OK with moving Avery to the next class. Of course we are, but it makes me a little sad when she changes classes (this will be her second move). Her current class is supposed to be kids that are about 1 to 2 years old, but as it turns out most of the kids are much close to 1 than 2, so Avery and another little boy (Kale) are quite a bit older. The teachers have said that they play together a lot so it's nice they'll be moving together and she has already spent time here and there in this classroom to adjust. This class will have up to 12 kids (as opposed to up to 8). Today was the first day that she will spend the whole day there, and when Rob dropped her off this morning she seemed just fine. The other class has a big table with seats in the actual table. This room has a traditional table with little chairs where they sit at the table. Rob said she sat right down at the table and started laughing. And with that, moving right along...
Some pictures from this weekend:
Post-nap late lunch |
Let's see-how much will I need? |
Right idea-but you're forgetting something. |
Bug in a rug |
1 comment:
The bug in a rug pic is award winning. She is darling.
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