Playing Catch Up

Hello admirers! This is Ada speaking. As My Dear Sister is now fluent in English, she will no longer be contributing to this collection of thoughts, except for in cooperative entries. Her views on life are now being recorded in a collection of quotes. Someday, when I speak English, too, I will contribute to that. Well, to state that I do not speak English at all is a fallacy, as I can very clearly say Dada, Ada, Mama, and Grrgrr, although I am not entirely certain of the meaning of these words. While this seems to be a sound means of communication, Mommy and Daddy still fail to understand me. Until the time that I speak as well as My Dear Sister, Daddy will attempt to play catch up on recording how I am playing catch up with My Dear Sister. I admire her greatly, and hope to some day be just like her, if not slightly more calm and less willing to pick up a younger sibling by the neck. I spend much of my day following in her footsteps. Nothing brings me greater joy than seeing her - not toys, Daddy, nor even Mommy. She appears to exist for the sole purpose of entertaining me. Even when she is shoving me away from her toys, this is entertainment, if not of a macabre sort.