When I got Anna up this morning, she started looking at my screen-printed t-shirt and I pointed out the “puppy dog” on it. All of a sudden, Anna started looking down towards the floor like she was looking for Sasha! Could she understand those words? Surely it was coincidence. But when I tried it a couple more times over the next hour or so, saying “where’s the puppy dog?” she would crane her neck out and look around on the floor, eyes landing on Sasha if she was there!

So my child doesn’t know “mommy” or “daddy” or her own name, but she understands “puppy dog”! You can tell what we talk about at our house.

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