No photos but a couple of funny stories:
Hazel likes to make fart noises with her mouth and/or her hand. And sometimes her butt. But those are actually farts and not just noises. Anyway, one day she was making a lot of fart noises, for like five minutes, and at the end she said “dad”. Like it was her symphony to Geoff. I found it absolutely hilarious. Geoff found it less funny.
Hazel made a huge mess in her room (this is not unusual). I went in and say the mess and asked her who made such a big mess. She replied, “dada?”. I explained that her dad was at work and I didn’t think he made the mess. She then said, “Na-ho?”. Again, I explained that I didn’t think Nacho was responsible for pulling ALL the books off the shelf. She thought for a minute and said, “T-ta” (as in T-dog, or Triscuit). I told her to try again. She finally replied, “Hay?” And I agreed. Then she was all happy and repeating, “Hay, Hay, Hay”. I just loved that she was trying to shift the blame to other family members.
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