Ball Shirt!

Yesterday while driving to gymnastics I thought Beatrice was saying, "bullshit!" I paused and tried to figure out what she was saying. Surely my little girl couldn't be saying bullshit. I rarely say that myself. So as I sat there navigating the dark road it occurred to me what she was trying to say. My mom had gotten Bea a little Belle doll. Her gown can be taken off. Beatrice was calling it a shirt. I was trying to tell her it was a dress. My mom was telling her that night that it was a ball gown. So my darling daughter was trying to say ball gown. But instead of saying gown, she was saying ball shirt, which sounds an awful lot like bullshit. After we got back from the gym and went to my mom's house to pick up Camille she was talking about it again and my dad thought she was saying the same thing! It was actually pretty funny. I guess you had to be there. :)
Beatrice is quite the talker! It amazes me the things she says. She used to say, "Me do it!" or "Me have it." and now she says, "Beatrice do it!" It's funny to hear her talk about herself like that. She's also quite the singer. She'll be singing songs that she knows either in mash up fashion like stringing frosty the snowman with the sun will come up tomorrow. She'll say, "jolly happy soul" at random. I've also heard her make up a song singing: "Beatrice du TOY." She's hilarious and she's always keeping me on my toes.
Camille is doing well. She's eating like crazy and her little neck is already so strong! I can't believe she's a month old already. She'll be starting daycare on the first of March. I hope I'm ready to let her go.