Petra Says…

Just some belated “Petra says,” interspersed with equally belated photos from our trip to visit my dad and some WV friends in July.

Photo by Walter Heimbuch
Photo by Walter Heimbuch

6 am, every day:
Go playground today, Mama?

Photo by Walter Heimbuch
Photo by Walter Heimbuch

I do it self. I climb up self. I put shirt on self!

Photo by Walter Heimbuch
Photo by Walter Heimbuch

We borrowed a van from some friends for a weekend trip. Every time we get in our car:
Mama! Miss van. Love van. Love big white van.
It was actually a silver van, but I understand why she was confused.

Photo by Walter Heimbuch
Photo by Walter Heimbuch

SO much vocabulary:
Cow standing. Duck swimming. Chicken eating corn.
What is the horse doing?
Horse prancing.

Later, a puzzle with a missing piece:

Mama, where rhinoceros body?

Photo by Walter Heimbuch
Photo by Walter Heimbuch

She has a startlingly perfect command of pronouns, particularly relative pronouns.
Don’t want this one. Want that one.
No, Mama. I no do it. You yes do it.
Brother name is Silas. You! You name is Silas.

Photo by Robyn Heimbuch
Photo by Robyn Heimbuch

Obsessed with “The Name Game” song. Calls it either “Daddy Song” or “Bananafana Song”

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