Ava got a toy microphone for Christmas. She picks it up all the time, and gets this super serious face, and sings. This happens at least once a day. If you have seen "A League of Her Own" picture the shy girl singing in the bar. If you interupt her she says, "I'm singing!" pretty much just like that character in the movie.
Any way, she was singing a song the other day. The words pretty much went like this (I am not joking or exhagerating): I can't find my bobo. It is gone. I did not lose it. I did not hide it. It is in the garbage. I can't find my bobo!! I wish I had my bobo.
It is a step up from her "aww baby...." song.
We had a very good day today for the most part. Very few tantrums and she was being nice. She is very sensitive to how I talk to her. I have to be concious of my tone. If I seem upset, she just ignores me, which causes the whole situation to get out of control. We had a nap time confrontation today. She kept yelling down the stairs at me and Rhys was asleep upstairs, so this was not going over well. I tried to finally explain to her that it makes me sad when she doesn't listen to me. She responded by petting my face and saying, "Yeah, it makes me sad when Daddy reads me books and won't be the tiger."