Saturday, May 26, 2012

Frances has begun prefacing every request *cough* demand *cough, cough* with "I need..."
This means that "I want water" comes out "I need water,"  I want more as "I need more," and the regular request for a cookie as the 2,000 decibel "I Need Cookie!" At least, that's what it feels like.

Thankfully, the request for cookie is met by cereal, so we aren't yet raising a future sumo wrestler.

She has also started using her own name when describing what she wants to do, although almost exclusively in the context of sitting down/getting up on the couch. Since she hasn't mastered the "fr-" combination, her name comes out as either "San-ces" or "Ses-ses," but the sight of her proclaiming "Frances sit down" as she gazes plaintively at the empty sofa next to you would melt the heart of the most hardened individual.

Monday, May 14, 2012


or, possibly, shoe. It's nebulous defining words around here these days. Sort of a craps shoot, really. Back when she only had 30 words to her credit, telling what she was saying was simply a matter of deciphering "more" from "apple." Now, apple sounds like open, which sounds like help, and often is a close cousin of up. Pretty much the only word that doesn't get confused is nurse, which is accompanied by manic signing and even more manic grinning.