Lately I’ve noticed Eliza doesn’t really have an inside voice. I keep trying to encourage her to use it when she’s shouting one of the 10 words she knows throughout the day. “Nilk!” she says when she wants her milk cup. “Nilk!”
“Inside voice baby,” I say trying to lower my own voice so she’ll get the picture.
“Nilk!” she shouts.
I called my mother yesterday to tell her that Eliza seems to have inherited her lack of volume control.
“She just shouts all the time,” I said. “I wonder where she gets that?” My mother just laughed. I’m pretty sure she was laughing at me. [Read More]