The power of language

Lately Scarlett is in the phase where she says 'you' when she means 'me', referring to herself.  She reaches up to us and says 'Pick up you!' or hands us a book with 'Read to you.'  The you/me concept is a hard one to grasp.

[Random and gratuitous shots of Scarlett and friends to follow]

Charlie's favorite thing she says is 'not too bad'.  Yesterday I asked her what Mama's real name is and she said Emily, in her sweet, high little voice that I love so much.

She also recently learned 'pin cushion' and 'somersault'.  Then, she learned how to do a somersault, with assistance. She says 'costume' and 'Halloween' and she is very fixated on saying the name of her uncle Robert. 

We have the clear lid from a shaving cream bottle that happens to be her favorite bath toy.  She calls it a cup.  A new bathtub game is that we 'hide' the cup under the bubbles in the bath water, and she reaches around trying to find it.  Once I hid it in a yogurt container that was also in the tub (who needs real toys?) and it stumped her.  She's getting really smart, I felt like she needed to be taken down a notch.