Daddy was convinced that you first word would be, "Lumpy," but, alas, it was not (instead, it was "Mama," much to my own personal delight). You've said a lot of words up until this point, but none of them were "Lumpy." That is until yesterday. Yesterday, as clear as a bell, you pointed to your pile of Lumpy stuffed animals and said, "Lummie." Then, you carried "Lummie" around for the rest of the afternoon. You even said, "Lummie" in your sleep, last night.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
My Friend, Lummie
Before you were born, Katy, Daddy and I had a slight obsession with the semi-newly created purple Winnie the Pooh character, Lumpy. We went as far as to collect various Lumpy stuffed animals, toys, blankets, etc. under the guise that you would one day like this cheerful British-speaking Heffalump as much as we do.
Daddy was convinced that you first word would be, "Lumpy," but, alas, it was not (instead, it was "Mama," much to my own personal delight). You've said a lot of words up until this point, but none of them were "Lumpy." That is until yesterday. Yesterday, as clear as a bell, you pointed to your pile of Lumpy stuffed animals and said, "Lummie." Then, you carried "Lummie" around for the rest of the afternoon. You even said, "Lummie" in your sleep, last night.
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