Several times a day she will tell me that the doctor hurt me and "you no pick up me." I tell her I am ok now but she is a big girl and has to climb on my lap herself. And I need her help because she is growing up! She will nod her head. It is a story she needs to hear right now, I guess. Here she is with her dolly. "Dowwy, she look like me! See a hairbow!" That's so cute that children start to prefer little dolls and things that look like them from such a young age. The blonde doll doesn't seem to be her fave any more. From the preschool, I hear that she is "very social" and can now say her real full name properly like a big kid and give her age.