I finally changed the comments settings (I tried earlier, but couldn't fix it because it was sooo complicated. It was hidden under the link labeled 'comment settings'). Now all the peasants can comment too. Though, keep in mind that this blog doesn't speak Neanderthal. Only comment if you have something intelligent or witty to say (that's a lie, I am open to any adult interaction).
Speaking of language, the joy of being with a two-year-old is that it's like learning a new one. You have a 60% chance of understanding if the unintelligible word in question is being pointed at, but if it so happens that she's asking for something not in sight, well- good luck. Just hope it's not important.
Yesterday we passed this amazing specialty food store (read: fancy cookies) twice, and each time she pointed at it and yelled "Chubby-bear!" numerous times. It turns out she meant 'Strawberry' (I know, I think the missing phonetic link is straw-bee-berry), which we bought there the day before (with our fancy cookies). It was suuuper awkward though, as each time she yelled it she pointed at the doorway, where the portly and stern South African store owner was standing. Sorry Sir, great cookies by the way.
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