I can't tell if she's thinking about her next big poop, or contemplating what her first words should be...
Sometimes the looks on her face give me the impression that her little brain is running full speed ahead and I fear that by the age of 5 she'll know more than I can explain to her. I can see the "why's" forming in her head already!
Mommy, why do I have to go to bed now?
Mommy, why is F*^k a bad word?
Mommy, why can't I stand up to pee?
Mommy, why do I have to wear clothes?
Mommy, why do farts smell?
Mommy, why can't the dog come to school with me?
Mommy, why do you have those marks on your body?
Mommy, why do you and Daddy make noises at night, are you having bad dreams?
I could go on but I'll wait until she starts asking them and maybe if I'm motivated I'll try to keep track of all the actual questions I get...or at least 1-2% of them :-)
For now I'm content to watch her as she figures out how to sit up on her own, feed herself, drink from her sippy cup, roll over, scoot around and coming soon...the crawl. If she has any of her Mommy in her, we'd better enjoy the quiet before she learns to speak because that will be the end of the peace in this house!!