Milla hasn't let coxsackie virus slow her down one bit- at least, not when it comes to her preferred reading. When she comes trotting up to me, I half expect to see a copy of Galoshes in her hand, which she then pushes into mine so I can read it to her.
If I'm busy, then Max is her next target. Max has read Galoshes to Milla "hundreds of times this week", by his estimate. Apparently, this is not enough.
She loves to try to repeat the words and point to the objects in the picture. Especially when the picture involves collecting earthworms in rain puddles, a traditional source of play at the Coryell Castle.
She especially loves saying "soup", which is one of her favorite foods.
