Mo has finally discovered her voice....or rather her squeal. Everyone knows what I am talking about. The girl squeal....the high-pitched, glass breaking, blood curdling squeal. Mo likes to squeal when she goes from one room to the next. She likes to squeal when she is happy, surprised, sad, angry.....any time can be a squeal moment.
How long will this last?
.....until she is a teenager, I am afraid.
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Ouch ... maybe you'll get lucky and the squeal routine will phase into a quiet clapping of the hands ... or some other way of expressing emotions in like 1st grade?
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