Britta wants to dis you. She wants to dis all of you! It's not because she hates you, it's just that 'dis' or 'this' can be used to describe pretty much anything. Britta is shy on words and so has worked out an economy-language, where 'dis' is the only word.
I'm simplifying her words a little. She also says 'shoos' on occasion and calls her belly button 'ba-ba'. She knows cows go moo, but she says 'boo' instead. She'll happily point out the window at the pasture and say 'boo... boo'. She is a country girl through and through. One of her favourite toys is a little John Deere tractor which she pushes around and makes engine noises.
Recently, she has given up on Mom and Dad's unreliable finger supports while walking, so she can motor around without the arm-length tether. We cheered and cheered!
Britta is following in Mom's love of music and booty-shaking. She has the cutest dance moves ever. Whenever we have a guest come to the door, Britta motors over with her walker/boombox and hits the big button shaped like the sun, and jumps up and down to the throes of Polly Wolly Doodle.
I'm particularly proud of identifying that song.
