Day 349: Breakfast is Served?

We are a little more than a month into our time at Michal's new day care (we call it "school"), and for the most part things are going well.  Michal seems happy to be there, and everyone there seems happy to have her.  Whereas she was the only baby at her previous daycare, now she is one of 5 or 6, depending upon the day, so she has interactions with kids both older and younger than her.


When we get to school, Josh and I put away her food and diapers, and Michal gets reoriented.  One of the first things she does every morning?  She heads over to "her" chair and maneuvers her way into it.  Seriously - she pulls open the tray, scoots her way in, then closes the tray.

Apparently this is her way of saying, "I am ready for my breakfast, please."  

If she had a little bell, I'm sure she would ring it! At least she's patient in her demands!

Other news from day care?  Apparently Michal talks and sings up a storm.  She repeats what her teachers say, and she babbles and talks to the "baby" in her little chipmunk voice.  We have a feeling that once she can string together a sentence, she will never stop talking.  Ever.