Locomotion

Apparently, momma doesn't know best. In fact, I may come up with some cool suggestions and be decent to play or dance a jig with, but I definitely don't know what the best option (or retort) is... Birdie does. This kiddo is well on her way to independence. For example...

Momma: "Time to go on the slide?"
Birdie: "YEAH! The big-un!" (kiddo well on her way scrambling up to it)
Momma: "The big one?" (arms up ready for anything knowing she's sure-footed)
Birdie: "Yeah, cuz I'm a big-girrlll!"
[Birdie swings from the top bar above the slide - smiling huge]
[Momma hesitant.]
Momma: "Yes, you..."
Birdie slides from letting go of the bar, swoosh.
Momma:"... are."
Birdie: "ag-gen?"

Birdie: "I wanna mic-a-mac (picnic)."
Momma: "Okay, let's get some tea."
Birdie: "No, it's not."...
Birdie pauses... "It's water, Momma."
Momma: "Right."

Later on, at the mic-a-mac...
Momma: "I'll take some more tea, thanks."
Birdie, observing my pour... walks over and gingerly touches my arm and then gestures a stop sign...eyes wide and right in front of my face: "Careful, Momma."

After Birdie obeys a direction given...
"Oh, Birdie, you're a gem!"
Birdie: "Thanks"

Okay, so she's really taking things on and chatting, but she's still a snuggle-bear that likes to hold hands and blurt out random valentines of love. Phew!