Speak For Yourself

Gigi is three now.

She has an immense vocabulary.

But she has the proverbial "cute little kid speech" and it's hard to understand her sometimes.

I need to start correcting her now that she's three and her vocabulary needs to mainstream itself.  

I am with her everyday (it's a 24/7 love-hate thing we have going on) and so I can understand 98% of what she says.  

I do have to translate for some people. 

If I don't understand her, I go to Zoe. 

If Zoe doesn't understand her, then nobody can.    

Here's a sample of "Gigi-speak"

Yater = water

Tipper = picture

Teeppa = pizza

Poop = ? (she says this a lot just out of the blue...) 

Temple = pencil

Lots of things end in a “ed”

Doneded
Come oned
Zozo hitted me

This morning she commented on Chad's "tatoond" that's on his arm.

She's a hoot. 
She's an entity all her own.
She's been called a free-spirit, jester, clown, and just yesterday I dubbed her as "the dog that lives under the porch who has no socialization."  
That last one came after she had a screeching fit in the library.  
I wish I could have taken her tipper to show her later how crazed she was.
She would only laugh at the tipper, though.
Then look at me and very seriously declare "poop!"
     

A child is a curly dimpled lunatic.

~Ralph Waldo Emerson