The letter of the day is...

B.

As in, Rachel took the magnetic letter "B" off the refrigerator today and I said to her, "Rachel, that's a B. Can you say "B?"

"B!" she said.

Then we ate dinner, which took about 45 minutes. She has quite the appetite these days -- she ate two jars of vegetables, half a Gardenburger, a bunch of challah, two little plates of pasta shells, a chunk of apple (she calls it "appy"), 7 oz. of milk and most of a sippy cup full of water. Hopefully she will start putting on some weight!

Afterward, I walked her over to the refrigerator and said, "where's the B, Rachel?" She went straight to it and said, "B!" A little thrill went up my spine -- she's beginning to recognize letters! WOW!

When we read a book about babies tonight, she pointed to a baby lying on its back and playing with its toes and said, "baby!"

And on the way home from daycare, she tried to put the car key in the driver's side door and turn it. But she was using the house key and got whiny when I took it from her and gave her the right one. I swear, she almost got it in the lock and turned. When I gave her some help and opened the door, she immediately tried to climb in!

I thought we had at least 14 years before we needed to worry about her driving, but perhaps I'm underestimating her.