I’ve been back home for a couple weeks now and things are more or less back to normal. After about a week of jet lag (mostly, getting up at 4am and being dead on my feet by dinnertime) I was mostly back to normal. I was just about twelve hours off my normal schedule while in Spain because the people there get up and stay up so much later than my hours back here.

Even in the week I was gone it seems like Tara got bigger and is talking so much more. Here words are still not very clear (eg. “lothloth” for “washcloth”), but she clearly knows what she’s talking about. She is able to to put together several words (”Anna’s chair,” “Daddy sit down,” and the surprising “I want my applesauce”) and her understanding of prepositions is surprisingly good. For some reason, however, she likes to call herself “baby” rather than “Tara.” At least she’s not calling herself Piglet, which is how I refer to her more often than not.

Anna has also been growing in abilities; she’s starting to read and write. It’s an amazing process to watch. The other day she made a pizza, which she does quite a lot lately, She then wanted to play pizza delivery, so she made a box out of paper plates and wrote “Ches Pesu” and a little picture of a pizza chef on the top of the “box.”