That is the way that Zoey greeted me when I went in to wake her up this morning. Translation: I had a dream about the kids from daycare.
Mommy: What was your dream about Zoey?
Zoey: I dreamed the wolf came and ate Sean's cereal.
Mommy: What did Sean do?
Zoey: Sean cried.
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That's interesting that she can now verbalize dreams. It always helps to talk about a bad dream and even a good dream.
I also wanted to say, since I can't get on the blog to blog pictures or anything anymore for some reaseon, that one of my favorite memories of Zoey is from this Sunday. No sooner were we on the way to Jim's than this pleasant and precious little voice comes out of the back seat. "Star." And then proceeding to just sing -- "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" -- all the words and with exquisite voice. I'll remember it always.
She initiates conversations now and uses polite and interesting language. Her vocabulary is varied and surprising. She wanted to "borrow" the balloon from Jim's to take home. It was really her's to keep.
Lively Gran
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