Words, words, words!

Cordelia has decided to talk in earnest, having realized, I suspect, that speech brings both power and attention, and transforms her will into her way. All things she approves of. So now, instead of giving us derisive looks when we say "Use your words!" she is really trying to say everything -- Shoes! Socks! Sink! Truck! Train! Bus! Turtle! Birdie! Bubble! More! Down! Now! No! No WAY! CODY! COCO!!!!! LOVEYOU!!! Cracker! COOKIE! PLEASE! YUM! THANK YOU! TOOTH! TOES! COCO!! LOVEYOU!!! Shark! Nose! Poop! Uh-oh! ALL DONE!" (These are in no particular order.) She sings along with everything she knows, too, filling in a surprising amount of the words (particularly when listening to The Sound of Music or the theme song to Mr. Rogers's Neighborhood.)

It's lovely and amusing to watch her language develop. This morning on the way home from dropping Cody at school, I asked if she would like some music. "O-KAY!" Tired of the usual Julie Andrews or bluegrass, I put on the classical channel. She listened for a second to Mozart, head cocked, then started shaking her head vehemently and saying, "No WAY!" I said, "Well, what WOULD you like to hear?"

She grinned and said, "WORDS!"