Sybille loves puzzles right now. And she loves to color and paint. She will walk down the street, occasionally jumping on her left foot and kicking her right foot up and back in the air. It looks a bit like something out of Mary Poppins. She actually doesn't walk much, she half-runs, with this bouncy, skippy sort of run that's really enthusiastic and really cute. She'll take my hand going somewhere, and say, "Mama, can you say skip to my lou?" and I'll have to skip down the street with her singing.
She has informed me, "I'm not a baby anymore. I'm big!" It's true she's getting big, and she's big for her age. No longer does she count, "Two, one, seven, eight nine," but she has started counting just like the rest of us. She can get almost to 20 in 2 languages! She loves to inform us of when we're driving uphill or downhill.
She still likes baby penguins, as you can see by the cake. She loves to help me cook and bake and, like her other family members, loves books!
When she talks, many words, especially those beginning with "br" or "pr" or something similar, start out with a noise like a car motor starting, or blowing raspberries. It is incredibly funny, and I'll miss it when she starts talking "normally."
Because she is, in fact, growing up very quickly.
