You say the darnest things. Your little memory is catching on to so many things, and you're able to hold whole conversations to relay them. I love that I have no clue where you get this stuff and that it is all, brilliantly, genius.
Like when you saw a Santa statue at Opa Gigi's house and told him you wanted "dollies" for Christmas.
Or when you went on a ride with Opa in his "Aoogah Car" and told him that Papa, Mama and Pia went on a horsey ride, but not Opa.
Or when you picked up the phone when your Papa called and said, "Hi Papa, Are you at wert [work]?"
Or when we got home after the very long flight and you asked where your Opa Gigi were and then simply accepted the answer with a very adult, "oh, ok."
And when the doorbell rang this morning and you exclaimed, "Is that my Issy?!?!" despite not having seen or heard from Issy in over 3 weeks.
I love you more and more each day.