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<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Just yesterday my friend Michelle, who hadn’t seen Ad in a few weeks, commented on how much she seemed to understand and respond to all of us. And she does seem to “get” everything that is going on. And then tonight…we had an actual conversation. A conversation, with my 16-month old! It was pretty cool.<\/p>\n
I took the girls to dinner at Chipotle and Addie was eating the guacamole, not on chips – just off of a fork, and I think she got some in her eyes. I didn’t see it, but when she started crying, our little conversation went like this:<\/p>\n
Me: “What is wrong, baby?”
\nAd: “Oh No! Me, Mama. Eyes, me eyes.”
\nMe: “Did you get something in your eyes?”
\nAd: (Vigorous nodding yes)<\/p>\n
So I wiped her eyes with a napkin and asked her if I got it and it was ok. And she smiled and nodded. She was able to tell me what was wrong and we totally understood each other. It was amazing.<\/p>\n
Look it is an official toddler! Please someone tell me where my baby has gone?<\/p>\n
Just yesterday my friend Michelle, who hadn’t seen Ad in a few weeks, commented on how much she seemed to understand and respond to all of us. And she does seem to “get” everything that is going on. And then … Continue reading <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"