I wanted to record the WAY that Josey talks.
Being only 26 months, of course there are words that she doesn't say correctly. Don't get me wrong- she talks wonderfully and is like a small parrot, because she will repeat ANYTHING that she hears.
The way she mispronounces things melts my heart over and over again.
Mama, I need a wikey. (meaning wipee)
Wanna go check cows at minmill pace. (the windmill place- her favorite place in the world- more on this later.)
Turn the hight off. (meaning light)
I'll be back back. (instead of right back)
I payed with ToeNail today. (played with Cole Neal- the little boy that stays with her at the babysitter's)
There are many more, but of course I'm drawing a blank. She is completely the cutest 32 pound little red headed package there's ever been. Mom says she looks more like me everyday, but that I was never as independent and hardheaded as Josey is. I'm not sure this is a good thing. :0
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