Talkative

Clover has been talking up a storm.  This morning, after Johnny passed her she pointed to him and said, "That's my daddy".  Then she pointed to me and said, "momma".  I said, "Yes...That is daddy, I am mommy and you are our little baby Clover and we love you very much.".  She said, "I'm happy.". 

It can be very surprising to see what words she has picked up here and there.  Johnny handed her a small piece of granola to taste.  She looked at it and felt it.  Then she said, "rock".  She also knows she can "rock" in a rocking chair.  When I turned out her light tonight she said, "dark". 

Last week I was putting on her shoes and she said, "tight".  We took her to buy a new pair and I was embarrassed when the sales lady measured her foot and it was 3 sizes bigger than her shoes. 

Last night she seemed to be hiding under her table.  I asked her if she was pooping and she nodding her head yes.  I asked her if she wanted to go to the potty and she said yes.  We went in the bathroom, but it was too late.   I told her that she should let us know when she needs to potty and we could help her.  Then I told her to tell her teacher when she needed to potty and the teacher would help her then.  Today, I got a note from her teacher saying that Clover asked to go to the potty and they tried, but was not successful. I guess Clover was listening to me and did what I asked.  The teacher seemed excited for Clover and is going to work with her during the day.