Lately, Emma has taken to making animal sounds when she sees an animal whose "voice" she recognizes. It's mostly cats and dogs, but we also hear the occasional cow and pig (which sounds more like heavy breathing than a snort, but what can we do?) It's funny to see her make the connections between what an animal is, and what it says.
Just this week, she started to make the connection of what the animal does. I'll start out by saying that she is in LOVE with my parents cat, Beece. Love isn't even the right word, actually. She's obsessed with him. She follows him around whenever he's in the house, bends down and gives him kisses and pat-pats, and meows at him. The look of sheer joy is priceless.
The other day, she was in her pool, and she saw him walk over to the fountain in the backyard and start lapping water up from it. Sure enough, a few minutes later, she gets out of the pool, and, very sneakily I might add, tiptoes over to the fountain. She looks around to see who's watching, and bends down to take a drink herself. We, of course, had to stop this, since it is less than sanitary. I took it as a one-time thing and forgot all about it.
Well, yesterday, we were having chicken nuggets for dinner (fancy, I know), and I let her finish the last one in the sunporch/playroom. As I watched, she tore little pieces of the nugget off, and placed them in the back of her little plastic dump truck. She pushed the truck around for a minute, and then something else caught her eye and she moved on. Like an eagle eyeing his pray, Beece slithers into the room and starts chomping up the chicken in the back of the dump truck. Emma sees him and starts laughing hysterically. After he's done and resting comfortably on the couch, she saunters over, bends down over the bed of the dump truck, and pretends to eat out of it, complete with "slurp slurp" sounds. I laughed, and said "Emma! What are you doing?!" And she looks back at me and says "Cat!"
My daughter is a cat.
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