Jordan talks. She doesn’t just talk, she has exploded with words. Everything she sees she days: “WHATSTHAT?” That’s the fast version of asking “what’s that?” If she knows what it is, she says, “yeah.” If she didn’t know what it was, she’ll repeat the word.
In the last couple of days, she’ll walk up to any of us in the house, drop a book on our lap and say: “READABOOK?” She’s even asked Cam to read to her. We’ve spent the last six months encouraging Cam to read to her and Jordan would always say no. I’m thrilled that she’s finding purpose in having Cameron around.
Anyway. The girl is obstinate. She is excited to communicate. We’re thrilled with the communication. She really can speak her mind these days. She wants to do EVERYTHING on her own: “MY DO IT!” And man, you have to let her do it. I try to patiently wait for her to ask for help. She does ask for help. More often than not, she doesn’t get that aggravated. She’s much angrier if I don’t let her try than if she does try and realizes she can’t do it. That’s the kind of spunk I hope she maintains forever.