I don't even know where to start. Violet is like a nonstop monkey. She can climb onto the table in like 5 seconds. Today I walked in her room and found she'd climbed into her crib. She's like the Chuck Norris of toddlers.
Our little ball of energy is also talking. She's learning new words at warp speed. About a week ago she learned how to say Neil's name and after that it was nothing but "Neil" all day, every day. The first thing in the morning, I wake up to her saying, "Neeeiiilll." We go for a walk, she calls his name. We walk in the door, "Hiiiiii, Neil!!!!!" In her highchair, in the bathtub---she probably says his name about 78,000 times a day. I tried to teach her the word "oatmeal" and now she calls "Neil" "Meil" and giggles. I'm not sure if she knows she's saying it wrong, or if Neil just makes her laugh. She is also an expert at identifying apples and gucks [ducks]. And these past couple days, she occasionally yells out, "Bobby!" We don't know any Bobbies.
She hops up and down all around the house. The girl prances everywhere. It's like she's totally excited to be alive all day long, except nap time, and that's when all is right in the world---my world at least. I'm literally so tired I can't even think of what else to say about her even though I know there are a million more things.
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