Leanne is lucky she was born a girl.

“Attractive fathers do not pass their looks on to their sons but they will hand their good looks down to their daughters, research shows.”

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Leanne won’t shut up lately.

It’s awesome, don’t get me wrong. And it could be worse. Our neighbor’s daughter learned very young the phrase “What’s that?”. Like good parents, they feel inclined to answer every time. We hung out with them for about 30 minutes and I heard the baby ask “what’s that?” about 78 times, so I can imagine how draining that is over the course of a full day.

After “da da” and “ma ma”, Leanne quickly learned how to identify and say “baby”. She actually gets really excited when she sees babies, more so for pictures of herself.

I have a picture of Leanne as the background wallpaper on my phone. I know, I’m one of those people. At least I use a normal wallpaper on my laptop so that when I attach it to the projector for class, my students aren’t greeted with a giant wall sized picture of Leanne.

Leanne discovered my phone and realized that if you press most buttons, it shows the background. With her little baby mind, she forgets that the baby was there when the auto-off kicks in, so pressing the button again is an entirely new excitement for her. I wish I had that sort of lame short term memory.

I grabbed the camera and tried to record a bit of it. I said “most” buttons since some will lead to the calendar. Of course, when I actually have the camera out, she kept pressing the wrong button, which is why you see my hand reach in a few times. Most of the time, she’s capable of entertaining herself for a solid 10 minutes (which to the non-parents feels like hours that I don’t have to entertain her).

I tried embedding the video below. Let me know if you can’t see it.

I realize I’m grossly late on this, but at least I managed to fit it in before it was time for October’s gallery. Between a new team at work and a really busy semester, I haven’t really had much time to blog much. I’m sure Leanne’s given me some good fodder, between all of her new words, new tricks, and general trouble she gets into, so hopefully soon I’ll have some time to breathe and get back to making fun of Leanne.