In case you are new to blogging (and I don't see why you would be--it's totally on it's way out at this point) and are interested in me and my family I thought I'd take the beginning of the year to introduce them to you. And as always, no pervs or stalkers.
My youngest daughter is Ellen. She's two but it really is true that she talks like a 5 year old. Once I said she had the vocabulary of a twenty year old, but that was an exaggeration. Of course, my last 5 year old was selectively mute so my frame of reference could be off. What is most striking about Ellen and her talking is her intonation and gestures. She's also just very bizarre. Today she pretended to pour me a cup of tea from a chewed up rawhide bone while asking in a British accent if I'd like a biscuit.
I guess I'm just trying to psyche myself up about her because I am weaning her off her pacifier and it is very difficult. A few months ago at church a precocious little girl told me that Ellen was too old to be using a pacifier. I hope my kids never ever say that to anyone. It's a turn off.
Not only is Ellen's pose awesome, I also made that skirt she's wearing. I made it while she sucked on a pacifier in the corner.