Dom began to concentrate on learning to walk after his recovery. She was afraid to let go of her hands, so she always liked her parents to bend down and hold her with both hands. Every time she is not tired, adults are too tired to walk. This afternoon, my neighbor aunt took out a small stool and let Dom learn to push it. Dom learned it at once, and immediately fell in love with this way of walking, pushing a small stool in circles, and didn't want to go home or let his mother hug him.
Dom often blurts out a word we just said when we are talking now. A few days ago, when my husband and I were taking a bath for Domi, we said, "Domi's stomach is better. It seems that we need to feed the medicine systematically." Dom immediately said "system", which made us both laugh. When we chatted in the afternoon, we talked about grandma again, and Xiao Domi also said "grandma". She really wants to talk, sometimes she talks a lot at once, but we don't know what she is talking about. But sometimes we teach her to say it, and she can't say it. We taught her to say "Auntie", and she always said "Atchoo".
Dom can help us with our things now. In the morning, dad found his pants on the bed and asked Dom to bring them. She quickly climbed in and took them to her father. I will also follow my father's instructions and bring the bottle that has been thrown far away to my father.
Dom has many faces now. Her roles are poor, crying, angry, happy and naive. When her aunt came to see her these days, she was always confused by her face. Only her mother can read her little face, not to mention her aunt, and even her father sometimes can't figure out what she really wants.