The other day at breakfast, Ben looked over to see Anna gnawing on the edge of our kitchen table. She was very proud of being allowed to sit on the "big girl chair" and not in the highchair.
When she spotted Ben looking at her, she looked up and said, "I eating table!" Then she changed to a lower voice as if she was imitating one of us and said, "Don't eat table!"
Yesterday while Ben was in the shower and I was still in bed, Anna was running around in our bedroom/bathroom. There isn't a door to the master bathroom, so she likes to zip all around while we're getting ready in the mornings. I heard a crash, followed by "Oof! I fall down!" "Are you ok?" I called out half-heartedly from underneath the warm covers. "I ok!" she yelled back cheerfully.
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