talk about it more

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When she was two, Fiona regularly said "Talk about it more!" to express her desire to know more about whatever we were discussing.

Friday, December 14, 2007


I just went to check on a teething, overtired, howling Nora mid-nap. She was standing in her crib, stuck in a broken record-type jag of crying. Once we got past that, I understood that she was trying to say, "Cover me up!" (So far 'thank you' is much more reliable than 'please'). I got her settled in again, and even snugged the baby doll next to her in the way Nora prefers.

"There honey," I said. "And there's your baby, too." She immediately began crying again in earnest. Summoning all the toddler drama she could muster, she quibbled, "IT'S A DOOOO-LLLLLY!"


At 11:38 PM, Blogger HomeDaddy said...

It's a terrible thought that WE could be responsible for poor Nora feeling that way. Sorry.

At 11:38 AM, Blogger Ian said...

Well, that's not really possible, so dispense with that thought!

At 7:24 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like the fact that your daughter was crying, but you decided to take a moment and snap a few photographs of her. Those will come in handy when she brings home her first boyfriend. :)


At 4:49 PM, Blogger Jen said...

Well, I knew she was crying, and I knew her nap schedule was sort of messed up so there stood a chance I might not get her to go back to sleep at all. I took the camera along thinking that I'd like to have some documentation of the sad times as well as the glad ones-- they're all equally fleeting. (Sniff).


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