lines of flight: ice cream truck

Ags has cruised passed the nineteen month mark. She's 32-1/2 inches and 22-1/2 lbs, but acts like she's the biggest one in the room. She's learning to throw temper tantrums--joy, but also learning how to really talk---actual joy. She asks for "ice cream truck" a hundred times a day. what is it? anything frozen--apple sauce, yogurt, plain old ice. Other favorite phrases are: "thank you much. i welcome," which she says anytime you hand her anything, and "it's dinnatine!" which she says just before any meal. Then there's, "I help you?" Which actually means help her. She's also started to call the cat by her name, which she pronounces, "Shhammmy!" Now all we need is for her to break into song with jazz hands and add, "how I love ya, how I love ya..."

She's fallen in love with Finding Nemo. She begs us to watch it saying, "wake up Nemo, peeze (please)?" She's even starting to quote it. While in her stroller she'll just start chanting, "keep swimming, keep swimming...," which is never bad advise really.

She's getting more and more fun every day (tantrums and all), and she's already figured out how to get Rob to do what she wants. She just smiles at him, says, "love you," then holds her hand out towards the fridge and adds, "chocolate Ice cream truck?"

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