"A Delightful Person"

At Julia's 4-month appointment, I remember her pediatrician saying, "Well, she is just a delightful person." Two years later, his observation of my little girl still holds true. Lately she really has me laughing. Sometimes I think it's just unfair that I am the only one who gets to enjoy her most of the day! (Well, I suppose Gabe also benefits from her silliness.) Here are a few recent Julia-isms:

Today I found her kissing and hugging Gabe and saying, "My sweetheart."

At lunch she said, "Mom, me hummus too, pease (please). . . and batten (napkin)."

When I said, "Julia, do you want to go to preschool with me today!?" Julia nonchalantly answered, "No, thanks."

After I hung up a phone call with Emily, Julia said, "Oh! Mimi's babies, so tute (cute)!" When I asked how many babies Mimi has, she said, "One, two, three . . . six!"

She saw Jonny's used-up deodorant in the garbage can and said, "Oh no! Daddy's bo-ten (broken)! And she put it back up on the shelf.

Julia is kind of obsessed with blueberries. (She loves the book Blueberries for Sal and was thrilled when Jonny brought home some fresh blueberries. She talked about the blueberry pancakes for days.) Because of all the nursing going on, she is aware of her own "boobies." I guess she realized the similarity between the two words, because she pointed to her chest and laughed, saying, "Mom, my boo-berries!"

She woke up from a nap, crying. Jonny asked, "Julia, are you okay?" She immediately stopped crying and said, "Yes, a-right (alright) too."

She saw the Ensign magazine on the couch, still there from when we used it for Family Home Evening the night before. While I sat there nursing Gabe, she proceeded to go through our entire FHE routine. After a song, prayer, and flipping through the magazine, she announced that it was time for "Rosie!" (Ring Around the Rosie.) Luckily she didn't make Gabe fold his arms for the prayer, like she did the previous evening. And she was content playing "Rosie" with a doll.

At dinner Jonny and I were talking about how exhausted we were. Julia piped in, "Me ti-ud (tired) too. I go seep (sleep)." Surprised because she had woken up from a long nap only two hours earlier, Jonny said, "Really!? You want to go to sleep now?" She laughed and said no, because it was obviously a joke.

Yesterday when I went to get her out of bed in the morning, she said while pointing to her diaper, "Mommy, poop . . . riiiiiiiiiiight dare (there)!"

And when I retrieved her from a nap, this "delightful person" welcomed me with a pointed finger, saying, "Mommy, a bu-der (booger) for you."