The "Waabare"

Two days ago Hadley and I were driving around the neighborhood running some errands when she started saying, "Waabare! Waabare!" and pointing out the window. I couldn't figure out what she was talking about until we drove past the library and the "waabares" got louder and more urgent. I was impressed that Hadley knew what street the library was on before she could even see the building.

Our neighborhood library is great. It has a nice children's departement that Hadley loves to look around in. Books have become Hadley's favorite "toys" as a matter of fact. Every morning when she wakes up, she asks for books and juice. I put all of her books in her crib, give her some juice, and she will stay in there between 30 and 45 minutes.

Yesterday I took Hadley to the library at 11, not knowing that it doesn't open until later on Wednesdays. Hadley was not happy. After knocking on the door, then demanding I open it ("open" is a new word starting yesterday), she began to cry. She cried as she walked up and down the sidewalk saying, "Waabare! Waabare!" She cried as I buckled her in the carseat. She cried on the way home (thankfully, it's a short drive). She cried on the way up to our building. She cried through lunch. All the while saying, "Waabare! Waabare!" It was very sad.

Speaking of letters and words, Hadley knows the letter "O." She likes to pick it out whenever she has the chance. We're trying to teach her the other 25 letters of the alphabet, so we purchased a giant puzzle/mat with letters and numbers and a place to color. Here are a few pictures of Hadley working away.