oj oj oj... (pronounced OY-oy-oy)

Friends

I've got so much to say that I had to go bilingual to do it. Yes, I've been learning Swedish lately. Why? Well, firstly because I can. Secondly, I've been surrounded by Swedes lately.


That's me with Farmor, who you've met before, and also my great-grandmother "Mormor". Mormor says she understands me better than she does the adults.


My swedish vocabulary is small, but growing. I'll say ojojoj, which doesn't mean much of anything, but farmor says it anyway. I'll do "God Natt" (good Night) , "takk for maten" (thanks for the food) and a few others.



What else is new? Well, you just wouldn't believe how much I'm talking now. I'll monologue - keeping a conversation going all on my own. If I don't get my point across, I'll repeat it (endlessly). Talking is fun - I can do it for hours.


Yesterday I put "dog" in timeout by putting him in a box and saying "dog timeout". I can't even remember what he did to deserve that. He's not my favorite toy anymore, anyway. That would be "bear".


About a week ago, Harrison brought his family over for a little cookout. We decided to go for a swim, so here we are drying off afterwards.

And that's obviously me and Rachel hanging out on the deck. Sometimes I ignore her, sometimes I play with her. I like to grab her feet and say "wiggle wiggle"

And that's about it for now. I'm going back to play with the grand- and great-grand parents.

Love, D.