dylan is a verbal kid who is pretty clear about telling us what she wants. today, for instance, in the coffee shop, dylan wanted a "snack." since we'd just come from the bakery where dylan got her own cookie, i vetoed that and promised lunch wasn't too far away.
she was in my arms, since the shop stocks breakables right at toddler height, and as i was paying for my italian soda, dylan reached out and five-fingered a scone that was plated at the register, un-cased and un-wrapped.
so i paid for an italian soda and a "snack." awesome.
it's been our little project for months now to get our eager talker to tell us when she needs a diaper change, but that has basically been the least of her priorities.
dylan can say stinky, poop, wet, (y)uck, pants, dirty, and diaper, yet she prefers to keep her soiled drawers a secret. it drives me up a wall.
and then today, she finally used those words. dylan stopped playing, pointed to her pants, and said: "bum."
that's my girl:)
