Harper's vocabulary expands by leaps and bounds on nearly a daily basis. Some of the words she uses stop me in my tracks, some of her sentence structures amaze me, most of her pronunciation is impressive and yet still some of her babble is incoherent. We've got it all, folks! ;)
This morning, for example, I trekked upstairs when I heard Harper rustling about via the baby monitor. I walked in to find her jumping on her bed and laughing. Twelve straight hours of sleep must really do a body good. She bounced down to greet me before walking over to her play kitchen. She began opening and closing cabinets with a concerned look on her face.
"Where's Harper's coffee?," she asked.
I replied that I was not sure, and then made an attempt to locate a pink or blue metal coffee cup in her cupboard. I didn't see any of them, so I told her that we would have to look downstairs.
She then grabbed a small bucket from the top of her kitchen and began tossing its contents out left and right. She looked up at me and said, "I can't find my milk either!"
I about lost it when she added "either" at the end of that sentence. Such a little girl, yet such a little grown up. Either/or.