Blah blah blah all about the baby

Some additions to Dylan's word list, pronunciation may vary:

belly button
nose
daycare ("DAY!")
snow
Mimi & Momo (her teachers)
mine
shoe
bunny

She refuses to even try to say most words that don't start with b, d, m, or n because those are the only sounds she's any good at. I am trying to capture the talking on video, but that never ends well.

Lately she has progressed from opening her mouth really wide with joy to opening her mouth, widening her eyes, and gasping with joy, whether you've just given her the gift of her dreams, or perhaps you've turned on the ceiling fan.

Conversely, when thwarted, she sticks out her lower lip in a pout so impressive it rivals that of a girl on Deal or No Deal whose case has too much money. I have no idea where she learned that.

In another Barnes & Noble binge, I got her this Sesame Street music player and songbook. It is so awesome. She is as into music as ever, and this is something she can (sort of) operate herself. She periodically runs over to it, presses play, looks at us and grins, and starts rocking out. Her rocking out still resembles nothing so much as a sound-activated dancing flower.

If she's not too tired, she is still happy to entertain herself for really long stretches. It almost balances out the perpetual horrible sleeping. Actually in the car she sometimes does better if I don't sit in the back with her because I seem to illicit a disproportionate amount of whining. She was alone in the backseat for a 2.5-hour drive last week with just me driving the car and did great the whole time.

It's about time she earned her keep, so I have employed her as a dog walker. Or a dog walkee, depending.