Gob, gob

Thanksgiving has passed. We woke up and played some. We watched the parade, a staple of my childhood. We had to be at G's family pretty early and needed to get out of the house but she heard "coming up next, Sesame Street" and freaked out. We had to stay to see them. This is what happened. 

As you can see by the picture she is big on baby dolls lately. We went to bed with three this past week.  

I think she may be a girly- girl. That's ok by me.  

We feed our babies too. 

She is my mini-me who wears my shoes whenever she can and drinks from my water bottle. 

What a silly girl! 

She is big on animal sounds. She can tell you a turkey says "gob, gob" and many other sounds including dogs, cats and monkeys. She says so many words these days. She likes screaming "Lola" this weekend because she is in town with my sister. Her biggest word is "hotdog" because she loves the hotdog Mickey Mouse Club House dance. (God, help us all.)