Conversations with Nora

Nora is starting to get the hang of some longer sentences ... plus another fairly complex thoughts/construction in the last entries.

"Oh, Mom! We have a little cat here!"

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Fiona: May I get down from the table please, Dad?
Nora: May I get down from the table please, Dad?

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Nora (buckled into carseat and Jen just climbing into car): "Mom! Your seatbelt!"

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Nora (on receiving a slice of cake): Thank you, Dad!
Me: You're welcome.
Fiona (on receiving a slice of cake): ...
Nora (looking at Fiona): "Thank you, Dad," Fiona!
Fiona: Huh? Oh, thank you, Dad!