Right now is one of those accelerated times when it almost seems trite to enumerate all of the ways in which the little human brain skyrockets into full bloom. The number of words she adds pretty much daily are just amazing. Her comprehension is so complete it scares me. She's putting more and more words together to form pseudo-sentences. I think Chomsky might be right: maybe grammar is genetic. Of course, there are some children her age who are writing sonnets in iambic pentameter but i wouldn't trade my little girl saying "Ah papa" for anything.
Food stacking is necessary skill in life... as is pouring fake juice into bowls and handing them to your parents.
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