The trickle of words has become a stream. A fairly constant one. Every woman with a green face (you get a lot of them where we live) is a witch. There are spiders in most corners but Eli isn't scared :)
First words in the morning might be "nine o'clock", when it is in fact 6am, or "dinosaur book!" followed by the clatter of a pile of books onto our duvet.
When I get home from work he regularly asks for "cadeaux" and I am sometimes able to oblige.
Stefanie regularly hears "very good maman", "oh maman!" and "pour mummy"
Fave game at home is cache-cache conducted between his bedroom and ours with elaborate rituals that must be followed in order and conducted in semi-darkness.
Last weekend we went out for a walk before eating one evening and he's now dead keen on going for a "walk ina dark".
Almost forgot, when we're singing along to Sun Arise (previously twice a day, now once every few days) Eli has great arm actions for "she drives away the darkness" where he points vigorously out the window as if driving away the darkness himself.
Lots of fun at the moment...
