OK. So she totally freaked me out last night. This was really weird. She's in the bathtub, we're playing with plastic dinosaurs.
"What's this one's name?"
"Dinosaur."
"No, that's what he is, but what is his name? Is it...Chris?"
"Ummm, yes. He's Chris."
"What is this one's name?" pointing to another dinosaur.
No answer. About a minute later,
"That one's name is Horace."
"What?" Thinking she just said 'saurus'
"Horace. His name is Horace."
This sent chills down my spine because Horace was the name of my grandfather who died in 1998. We were very close. He went by Spike, and in fact, Spike was going to be her name if she were a boy. I'm sure she just heard it somewhere or something, but come on, it's not a name you just hear every day. It was just plain spooky.
Today at daycare, Kristen was out of milk, and Ella had the last of it in her cup. Julian apparently goes crazy if you mention milk because he wants some, so Kristen told Ella not to say the word milk in front of Julian. Ella announced that she had "A cup full of 'M'." Olive, who was drinking water, turns around and says, "My cup has 'W'!" which made Kristen do a double take. How does she know this stuff?
She also announced tonight, "Volcano starts with 'V'."
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My son sings "Milk Milk Lemonade Round the Corner Fudge is Made"
I'm so proud.
(I think Olive is advanced)
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