Abby begs for my phone. She doesn’t know how to make the screen illuminate, it’s a crummy phone due to be upgraded, and it’s in a protective sleeve: there’s not much she can do that will hurt it, so, why not, I give it to her. Almost every single time I do this, she begins to “talk” into it. Now, Abby doesn’t know words. Not unless you count “a-pfff” for Winnie the Pooh, “hhhh” for water, and “ih” for would you take this from my hand or give it back to me please? at least. Most time she gets my phone however, it’s a steady combination of “ap. ooh. Uhhhhhh. Ap oop ap ahh…uhhhhh….” This is strange because Jen and I rarely use the phone. For instance, I spoke on the phone for 27 total minutes this week, of which I think that Abby was in bed for 17 of them. I’m not sure why she knows how to use the phone.
Anyway, this evening after she talked on the phone for several minutes, I decided I needed to document it. She refused to comply. But it’s still a good slice of what her life is like – this the last 10 minutes of her day prior to bath and bed.
Not talking on the phone properly 1
Not talking on the phone properly 2
Not talking on the phone properly 3
Not talking on the phone properly 4
And finally…
Walking up the stairs
Words 
Leave a Reply