Ruby and the Squirrel

I have no idea how I missed posting this. I was going through my drafts today and came across this one that I wrote on November 3, but somehow never posted! This would be Ruby at about 26 months:

Periodically, it's good to step back and explore the interesting conversation potential of a little person who still refers to her toes as piggies. Today we were walking home after getting Sarah from school, when Ruby noticed some squirrels darting up a tree.

"Oh no,
squirrels.
Come here
squirrels.
Oh no,
I can't
get them!"

I asked why.

"They're too
fast.
I can't
climb
the tree."

Again, I asked why.

"It's too
slipp-
erwy."


Slippery. A new word.
I get this little delight nearly everyday now.