Anna Banana

Anna is talking in full sentences now. I am starting to think that maybe, just maybe, it might be time to wean her. This morning she said "I want right booby now, please." Granted, it sounded more like "Iyant yight booboo now, peas." The funny thing is that sometimes I won't understand her, and I have to look at Jonathan and say, "What is Anna saying?" He understands her so much better than I can. Anna is a total daredevil. Like the other day at the park, she was scaling this ridiculously unsafe curved ladder, that had about two feet between each rung. She still wants to be a baby though. She was seriously mad at Poppa Ed the other day because he told her she was a big girl.