Abby Anne

You know, we almost named her Abby Anne, but we went with Marie instead. Now I'm thinking I wish it were the other way around. I think I have a little Anne of Green Gables on my hands. Her imagination is already starting to show through, and she can't even technically talk yet! I say technically because . . . well, I just DARE you to try and convince HER she isn't TALKING already!

Anyway, the other day I saw her holding the remote control up to her ear and jabbering away. I thought, "Is she pretending that's a telephone? No way! She's way too young for that."

Then today, I was walking down the hall from my bedroom, listening to the two missed call messages I had on it, and she high-tails it after me, crying like I just denied her food for a month. Or telephone privileges, actually. Seriously, folks, she WANTED TO TALK ON THE PHONE!!!!! I put the phone down (still not realizing what she wanted) and picked her up. Immediately, she bent her elbow and put her hand up to her ear and started to jabber away. I said, "Abby, do you want to talk on the phone? Do you want to call Grandma?" So we called grandma, and the phone went right up to her ear and she talked on the phone to Grandma the entire time. Isn't that so cute?!?!?!?! Then during lunch, I sarcastically said, "Hello?" cuz she was focused on a million other things and would not eat the outstretched spoonful of oatmeal. I was in a hurry, annoyed, and knew she was still hungry. Know what she did? She looked up, put her hand up to hear ear, and said, "Hi . . . . dibeydigaribagidagoo."

First of all, I am SO glad that my daughter is not accustomed to hearing her mother impatiently and sarcastically talk to her and immediately assumed that when I said hello, I wanted to TALK to her on the PHONE!!! Second of all, I am amazed. A third witness came when I was finishing changing her diaper and she started to wiggle around and get impossible to finish dressing. I said, "Should we call Daddy on the telephone and see how he is doing?" She again immediately put her hand up to her ear and started to jibber-jabber away!

So I have a little Anne on my hands after all -- and I can already see that this is going to stretch ME to the limits to keep up with HER creativity . . . and Isaac's adventurous, know-no-boundaries spirit.