...of what? Of E "singing". E has always loved music and has been doing what I think is singing for a while, where her babbling takes on a slightly rhythmic or tonal quality that could possibly be a song to a mother's ears...which song is as good your guess as mine but it could be a song.
But now it's real and its cute...and it's..."row, row, row your boat" the version I learned from my friend Anne's blog about her son. The lyrics are different from the regular song they are:
row, row row your boat
gently down the stream
if you see a crocodile
don't forget to scream
(and then you scream)
At dinner she will insistently grab at our hands and if she manages to get them she will give her little grin and start off with her "oh, oh" while making rowing motions with her hands. Over and over and over. We've had to put a moratorium on "row, row" until dinner is finished but almost as soon as she's done she's asking for our fingers to row with. It is very cute.
I love that she's becoming aware of others and that she's showing empathy to them. When Daddy or I ask for a hug many times E will say "no" (non-verbally) but if we "cry" after being told no she will come over and give the hug. Or if we are laying on the ground and saying that we need a hug to feel better she will often come up and lay her head on our chests and splay her arms around us as best she can. It's heart meltingly cute.
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