Eleanor is having a high time over there right now with her new whistle. We practiced Easter Egg hunting today at playgroup. Elly did very well. She got 8 or so of the little eggs that were hidden covertly in plain sight. One had a whistle.
I’m regretting now teaching her how to blow the thing. But only a little. She is so excited about it. She got the little pink bunny whistle to toot and exclaimed, “I got a blow in da Mouff! I gotta maka blow in da MOUFF!!!”
It’s a typical way that Eleanor expresses new things in her world. In this way, she expresses gum as “candy in da mouff” and a scab is “a boo boo wiff paper on it.” She takes what few words she knows and uses them to express herself almost completely.
I love to get her talking, but she does more for her daddy than she does for me. I guess it’s because I am with her all the time, and I see just about all of what she does. She doesn’t feel the need to expand because she knows I know already. When Daddy says, “What did you do today,” she goes on for ages. It’s interesting what she remembers from her day to tell Daddy and what she doesn’t. Sometimes, I think it is as simple as a lack of words. Invariably, she NEVER tells her daddy about the times when she gets in trouble. Often, I have to translate toddler into English.