When Uma sees a mirror, she will now raise a single hand in a half-wave, half-salute to her dear friend Amu who lives on the other side. Last night, she woke up angry at about 11pm. I took her into the bathroom to get something, and, mad and sad as she was, she raised her hand in a solemn salute to herself.

A valuable skill that Uma has picked up in the last month or so is clicking her tongue. I shall have to find a Khoisan speaker so I can find out what we're saying.

Ordinary household objects that have become treasured toys:

• Metal and wooden spoons


• Wire whisk


• Boxes


• Laundry baskets


• Pressing ham


• Plastic containers (and lids)


• Expired credit card (maybe just because she doesn't know it's expired)


• CD jewel case


• Baby body wash bottle (empty)


• Combs and brushes


• The cotton pads we (try to) put under her during naked time


• A sock


• A robe belt


• Washcloths

And many more.

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posted by Ketan @ 2/02/2006 08:47:00 AM