I was just scanning back through my entries trying to see if I've assigned my niece a nickname. She doesn't really need one since she's the only niece I have, but it seems right. And as I was looking back I found that I had mentioned in July that Hawk, his Mate Minx, and the child can all TALK. This holds true for today as well - I barely got a word in edgewise. :) Her diction isn't perfect, and she's still working on sentences, but she's fine with three syllable words. She found Daddy's pill minder and made him eat his 'supplements.' The very first thing she told me was "I use potty!" Not even "hello," first. She's very proud of herself. :) Not out of the diapers yet, but starting. "Someone put the tree in the bag!" actually referred to a good sized stick, with which she showed me her cool staff-fighting moves, and almost nailed Daddy a few times with her 'tree.' :)
Proper nicks are difficult. Hawk got that name from an actual shaman he studied with, but his Mate calls him "Monkey" and herself "Minx." I considered calling her Chick, because she is the child of Hawk. A baby hawk can also be called an 'eyas', I find. At one point when she was eating her breakfast and continually requesting more blueberries, Hawk said, "You eat so many blueberries we'll have to call you Sal," a reference to "Blueberries for Sal," a book every kid from Maine reads. :) She doesn't have a copy, yet, so I'll send it to her. :) I don't know, maybe a proper nick will wait a bit longer.
Eventually I left them to clean up and get ready to go to dance class. I hope the blueberry stain comes off her face, not to mention out of her pink shirt. :)