My daughter turned four last week but has been speaking like a thirty-five year old since she was two. She is full of ‘IT’, whatever ‘it’ is, and she knows it.
She walked pretty early, she talked very early, and she rolled over early. The only thing she didn’t do early was potty train, and that was mostly because I was unmotivated and not averse to changing poop diapers. Anything she does pretty much makes her brother look like an uncoordinated, giggling potato, because she is an advanced know-it-all, and he is, well, kind of a potato. READ MORE