You loved your playdough bunny. You also instructed me to create a playdough monkey, whose limbs, disappointingly, tended to fall off when you tried to cuddle him, and a playdough Nemo and Dory. I think it's just as well there were no other adults their to critique my efforts - you were happy to identify my shapeless blobs as the fish you'd ordered!
I'm loving listening to you chat all day. Every day you learn new words and you're stringing them into longer and longer phrases. At the weekend you finally mastered your own name, so you're using that a lot now. You decided yesterday that all the numbers on your number snake jigsaw said your name - pointing to each one in turn you "read" your name again and again. You bring me leaflets, letters, books, ANYTHING with text on and ask me to read it to you.
Today you were bossing the rabbit around: "Honey box," you said, peering in her cardboard box, which she likes to rip apart. Then, very disapprovingly "Dirtee in dere. Clean up! Poo in dere!" You know what she isn't allowed to do (eat the curtains, savage the carpet) and keenly bellow "Honey - no!" at her.
Before we played with the playdough today, we built a pretend train from your wooden blocks. I put a big and little cylinder on the front for funnels, then little cubes on the "carriages" and said they were people in our train. Then you picked up the funnels and said "peepol on wain". Soon you were walking them up and down as a Mummy and a little boy. We put them for a sit down on a "bench". You told me when they'd "bang head - wah" and I had to cuddle them. Then they had to go "in lap" and you made snoring sleepy noises. What an imagination has fired up in your mind.