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We’ve heard that most babies say Da Da first, but with Elizabeth that was not the case. I think she was just holding out for the right moment. That moment came when her daddy carried her into church last Sunday and sat down with her on his lap. She looked at him and started saying “da da.” Since that moment, no matter what I do, she won’t say dada for me, but it never fails, when Frank comes home and picks her up she’ll say it. Does she understand that this is a word reserved for Frank?

We noticed this week that she knows the kitties names. I’ll say Coozie in conversation and she’ll start looking around for her. She also understands the word “No,” as in NO eating the plant, NO tipping over the cat’s water bowl, NO chewing on the dishwasher door. When I say NO she’s looked up at me and stopped doing whatever she was doing. Let’s see how long that lasts!