Annika's language is pretty amazing. She speaks as well as G does. Her speech therapist said she is very advanced in her receptive and expressive language. I don't remember G talking like this when he was 3.5 years old. She is definitely all girl who loves to talk.
When she grows up, she wants to be a performer at "Disney On Ice" or a princess.
Her favorite color is yellow.
Annika looking in the mirror: I'm sad it doesn't look good.
Me: What doesn't look good?
Annika: I!
Me: Why not?
Annika: I need a tutu.
Annika: I need a tutu.
Annika: I tried your quiche and I don't like it.
Me: But, that makes me feel sad. I made it just for you! I put Dutch cheese and eggs and ham and broccoli in it!
Annika: Ham? Maybe you should put some coconut in it instead.
Me: Annika, you are my cupcake! I want to eat you up.
Annika: But, cupcakes are not healthy!
Me: Okay, then you are my carrot.
Annika: Yeah, a carrot. But, I don't want to go inside your tummy, because it would make me turn into a little baby and I would have to come out of you again!
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