The AntiMiley

I don't know why I continue to be surprised by the fact that she is learning to talk.  I mean, what did I expect really?  But, I'm still taken aback most days when she busts out a word that she'd never said before.

And she always does it so nonchalantly.

Earlier this week she all of a sudden dropped "help".  She knows the sign for help but then was saying "Mama, help".  (Not in a I'm about to empale myself on this knife/screwdriver/toothpick! kind of way but more of a I can't get this capped marker to write all over the cabinets! kind of way.)

Now, she says it approximately 214x per day.

And then...

O, and then.

We were really shaking it to some Miley Wrecking Ball the other day and I realized  SHE WAS SINGING ALONG.  She only jumps onto the end of the lines that say "me" and "you" but it is amazing none the less.

My phone is both my boombox and my video recorder so unless Ryan is home and we coordinate our efforts (which is guaranteed to warrant a lack of cooperation from Molly) - you have to deal with the "homemade" version of the song.

It is the cutest cleanest little antiMiley version of Wrecking Ball ever.