Sunday, October 19, 2008

Savanah:
"Oh mitch!" (Which translated means Oh Man!
My hurt arm.
My name is Shamanah Pintince.
I am four years old.
I want bird soup. (Which translated means fruit loops.)-Toucan Sam!
Chicken. Cheese and Crackers. (A lunchable.)
I want pink milk mom.
Dad, you're silly.
I love Margo.
I love Tyson.
I love tree school.
Pink car Grandpa.
I want colors. (Crayons)
My purple room.
The scaries. (Ghosts etc.)
Trip-or-treat (No translation needed.)
My witch.
I love black puppies.
I love my mommy.
Call daddy.
No work tomorrow daddy.
I love Kaela and Maddie.
Fix it Dad.
Gracie smiling.
Daddy shoot deers.
My shooter. (Her play gun.)

There are so many other darling things she is starting to say. . . I am trying to remember some of the things I find so adorable that she says and how far she has come! Way to go our Savanah!

For a four year old. . .


Savanah has definitely had her fair share of trials as far as hospitals go. The latest: a broken arm (elbow matter of fact) that needed surgery, pins, a splint and a whole week without a hard cast. Man is she a brave girl or what? Hardly any tears, even when her parents and grandparents were crying for her. I think sometimes her being deaf and experiencing the things she has had to go through as far as her cochlear implant surgery, MRI's, ABR's etc. What a trooper! We love you Savanah and your broken arm will be all better before you know it!