{"id":9,"date":"2005-07-27T13:26:00","date_gmt":"2005-07-27T13:26:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=9"},"modified":"2005-07-27T13:26:00","modified_gmt":"2005-07-27T13:26:00","slug":"ball-kicking","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=9","title":{"rendered":"Ball Kicking"},"content":{"rendered":"
The ball is singular, so it has nothing to do with the male anatomy.<\/p>\n
It happens to be something Zara showed us she’s able to do yesterday.<\/p>\n
We were home, and she wanted to do her round of ‘walk walk’ in the living room. Then she spotted the ball, and stopped. She started kicking (or stamping her feet , since she was standing); “Ugh”, she said, and grinned at me. She wanted the ball, I interpreted it.<\/p>\n
I told her she needed to sit down, so we could play, and she sat (it means she really wanted to play with the ball).<\/p>\n
At first she was happy sitting down, with me passing the ball to her, and she kicked it back to me or wherever the ball may end up. Then she started raising her hands, and bounced up and down trying to stand up.<\/p>\n
I pulled her up, and she held my hands trying to walk towards the ball.<\/p>\n