The Daddy person has gotten his computer up and working (again, never, ever share Gatorade with your laptop). I upgraded a few of my programs and it is much easier not to get video online. So, without further ado, here is Squeaker's audition for American Idol.
She has been feeling much better since she got home on Sunday. Her potty training has been going full speed ahead. Unless we have a bad morning tomorrow when you're reading this post, she will have gone a week without having had an accident. We haven't had to continue with the 1, 2, 3 Gummy Bear system either. Getting sick last weekend had everything to do with her having made that choice. I noticed last weekend that she's also gotten the hang of not using her diaper during nap time. I don't think we're going to make that transition any time soon. In a totally unrelated note, Uncle Mack and the Daddy person are finishing off the rest of the Gummy Bears.
Brite and the Daddy person have been having a lot of trouble coming up with good Squeaker quotes. It certainly isn't because she isn't talking very much. She seems to have forgotten that she can breathe without using the exhale to say something. Much like Elvis, she's started singing her much of her dialog. Other than the alphabet song, I don't think she knows more than the chorus of any song, but she's learned the chorus to a whole lot of songs and nursery rhymes. In a totally unrelated note, the Daddy person spent some time this week pruning songs from the list he plays while he is in the car with Squeaker.
Aunte Brite had birthday this week. Squeaker has been quick to suggest cake as a nice compliment to breakfast, snack time, lunch time, nap time, dinner time, and bedtime. We think she growing again too. The last couple of months she has been eating just the usual three meals a day. Brite says that it is because she's asleep half the day and that's all of her awake time that she is willing to devote to food. Since Wednesday, days after she started feeling better, she's been eating four full meals. Breakfast this morning was a bowl of oatmeal and two eggs (instead of 'or').
That's all I have to report this week. We're getting snow tonight. If we get enough snow that classes are canceled, I'll head out in the morning with her and get some video of her chatting with a snowman.
