A couple of months ago, Danni started retaining information. This does not seem like a big deal but it is. This went beyond her name and age. Danni can hold conversations. Although sometimes she has a little attitude attached with it.
A common question Danni gets is her name and age. Most of the time, people who ask this are complete strangers. A lot of cashiers ask it at the register to pass time while we are checking out the groceries.
Cashier: “Oh aren’t you a pretty girl?”
Danni takes thumb out of her mouth: “Yes, Maam, Thank you.” Thumb goes back in.
The cashier is shocked that a conversation has happened with the pint sized being in the front of the grocery cart.
Cashier: “What’s your name?”
Danni thumb comes out: “Danni”
C: “How old are you?”
D: “Two”
C: “Wow she can talk really well.”
Last Friday, January 16, 2009, we were checking out and the cashier started interacting with Danni. It started out as it always does.
C: “Hey pretty girl, what’s your name?”
D: “Yes, Thank You, Danni, two, July 28, Memphis, TN, Cordova, TN.” Thumb back in.
The cashier looks puzzled and looks at me or Chelsea for help. We explain that she just said thank you for the compliment, her name, age, birthday, where she was born, and where she lives.
C: “Oh well aren’t you a smart girl. Who’s the president?”
D: “George Bush.”
C: “Ha! Nope it’s Barack Obama”
And this is why I love my girl.
Danni: “Not yet” Thumb back in.
UPDATE: I asked Danni the day after the ingauguration who the president is and she said clear as day, “Barack Obama.”
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