Nora's long sentence!

We were coming home from Grandma and Toot Toot's where we attended the family reunion (a jolly posting in itself, but not one to start at this hour!) and were stopped for gas before heading out of town. Grandma had given Fiona some goldfish crackers for the road, and she was dutifully sharing them with her younger sister.

At first Nora was demanding "hops" when she wanted more of them, because they taste just like the cheddar bunnies she usually eats. But when Fiona pointed out that the crackers were fish, not bunnies, Nora began to "swim" the fish up and down in front of her face. "Fishy," she said. "Fishy simming!"

I gasped from the front seat. "Nora, did you say, "Fishy swimming?" She beamed and nodded in agreement. She went on, saying, "Fishy simming up 'n downy."

Still astonished in the front seat, I checked what I was hearing again. "Nora, did you say, "Fishy swimming up and downy?" I got more pleased and emphatic nodding from the back seat, then goldfish eating.

Wow. She's probably been TRYING to get stuff across to us for months now. It just takes us awhile.