Talking and new teeth

After weeks and weeks of copious amounts of drool, we finally saw that Katie has two more upper teeth coming in. No sight of the two lower teeth she should have by now. At least all the drool and gnawing has been for something...

And she's talking. Minimally, of course, and certainly not on demand. We thought maybe she was saying "dog" at Dad's in St. Louis, but it was more than likely just her normal "Da." The other day, though, Regina and I were in Katie's room when one of the cats strolled in. Katie said, "Dee-tee," a.k.a "kitty." If the cat meows and we ask, "Who's that?" she'll say it again (sometimes- sometimes she just doesn't want to play that game). But we can also point to the cat, say, "Who's that? Is that Sita?" and she'll say it. So I think we've verified that her first word is "kitty."

Also, Regina just left after being here the past week. I'm sure it's normal for parents to think that their child has called them by name, but Regina, at one point, said she was sure Katie had said hers. Sure enough, a little while later, Katie started to say, "Ray-jeee." That's about as far as she got, though. She seems to have a name for Regina, something that sounds like "jee-jee."

A few more things: she gives kisses, although sparingly (and at first, not to Mommy), if we ask, "Where's my nose?" she'll point it out- she's pointing to everything these days. She's adjusting to her new day care beautifully; by the end of the week, she didn't cry as we left, instead playing in her favorite little area. I really need to post pictures of the Sprout House. It's wonderful.

And if only she would trust herself- which I don't think even adults do- she could walk. She insists on holding onto a finger, but it seems like that's for security more than balance. Soon enough, I'm sure it'll happen.

And Fred and Ginger, here's that picture of Katie and Regina you wanted. It's also on photobucket so you have access to it.