Whoa.

[rivka]

Alex just recited poetry to me.

I got the A.A. Milne poetry books for her when she was teeny tiny, and fascinated by rhymes. I wound up memorizing a few of them and reciting them in the car, or wherever else I needed her to be calm and entertained. One of them was "Busy."

For a while now, she's been going around in circles saying "round I go, round I go" - presumably from the poem. But this morning she was circling the rocking chair in our living room, and saying:

Round I go, round and round
Table... nursery.

Then she looked directly at me and said: Tickie please. Doctor. Sneeze. Round and round a go.

Which, being translated, is obviously:

I think I am a Ticket Man who's selling tickets - please.
I think I am a Doctor who is visiting a Sneeze.

Alex just recited poetry to me.