The Thistle-Though

I don't know how to say this without sounding trite, but Anna is growing up frighteningly fast. While she's always been a verbal kid, recently it seems she is articulate beyond her years. I find that, because of her vocabulary and clear pronunciation, I often forget I'm speaking to a three-year-old.

It's been ages since I posted an "Anna says..." blog, maybe because she speaks so much like us now. She says lots of cute things, but the frequency of the quirky ones is less than it used to be I guess. The only word I can think of that she pronounces differently now is "yellow," which she calls "lellow" simply out of habit. If we ask her to say it properly, she will. SO, I want to take every opportunity to remember her as a little, little girl.

After Christmas (not during, for whatever reason) Anna started singing "A Holly, Jolly Christmas" in her bed at night or just around the house as she'd color or change Ella's diaper. I giggle and fill with joy every time I hear her sing her version of the song, which she knows is not the real version, but she continues, I'm sure, because she knows I love it so much.

Here is her version, sung to the real melody and with much enthusiasm:

Have a holly, jolly Christmas
It's the best time of the year.
I don't know if there'll be snow
And everyone you meet.
Oh, ho the thistle-though
Hung where you can see.
Somebody waits for you
Deserve once for me.
Have a holly, jolly Christmas this year.