I don't know, either

Rosemary was sitting in the living room eating her breakfast the other morning and Batman (think it was Batman - could have been some other cartoon) was on the on the TV. The following impressed us:

Chris: Why does the red-headed girl call the other red-headed girl 'Red'? Why doesn't anyone call her 'Red'?
Tasha: I don't know.
Rosemary: I don't know, either.

We were impressed both that she was listening to our conversation and also with the correct use of the word 'either'. I wonder how long we will be marvelling at her linguistic development? Presumably we'll stop at some point.

Ducks, lakes and trikes

Rosemary's favourite thing to make with the playdough that came in the big red box Eva made for her birthday (for those who don't know, the big red box is a huge collection of art and craft things - paper, glue, feathers, foam shapes, stickers, paints, crayons, pencils, etc. etc. and playdough) is a lake and a duck to go on it. Below are her attempt and mine.

This is the first time she's really made them both independently. First time Chris suggested that she could make a lake for the duck he had made. A number of times she asked for me to make a duck and then she said she would make a lake for the duck. This time she again asked for a duck to be made, but while I was busy doing that (after being castigated for not putting a head on the duck - I thought it had a head!), she made her own lake and her own duck.

The other two photos are also birthday related in that she's riding her trike (her 'big' present from me and Chris) in the park. This generally involves treating it a bit like a buggy and being pushed all the way to the park and maybe a little bit in the park and then saying 'I want to get out,' and going off to play on the slide as usual.

Driving in my car!

Rosemary was showing how imaginative she is getting this evening, so I grabbed my phone and took some photos and a bit of video. She's basically made the suitcase into her car. She straps herself in using the strap and takes her dolls and teddies for drives in it. (If you turn the volume on the video up enough to hear what she's saying, unfortunately it sounds as though I've just run a marathon and when I talk it's really loud.)

Anyway, enjoy.

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Imaginative play

Since Rosemary has had her new HappyLand Cottage I've been really enjoying eavesdropping on her imagination. It's fascinating to listen to her talking to the people and getting them to do things. Here are some examples of things I've heard her saying while playing with it:

• You go to sleep, now, Daddy.
  
• You going to walk the doggie, Mummy?
  
• Come one, boy! Get up!
• How are you, today, girl?
  
• You come on, girl. Now!
  

But it's not just playing with this that demonstrates her burgeoning imagination, we also see her changing Eeyore's nappy, sitting Tiger on the toilet to do a poo, feeding baby (usually with ice cream), reading baby books. And one that particularly bowled me over the other day: we were sat in her room after she'd woken from her nap and my book was on her bed; she picked it up and opened it up at a random page, then started reading to me:

• Once upon a time, there was a big girl called Mummy Tasha. She lived in a big house with Daddy and Wesley and Rosie. She took the dog for a walk and he barked lots.
  

This is a very close approximation to me telling her a story about Rosemary, where I always start 'Once upon a time, there was a little girl called Rosemary. She lived in a really big house with her Mummy, her Daddy and her dog Wesley.' I then tend to tell a story about something she has done recently or something she does regularly (e.g. going swimming, going to see Granny, etc.), though more recently I've been getting a bit more imaginative, myself.

Anyway, we're really enjoying being witness to the whole birth of creativity and imagination!