Ella has taken to speaking another language. Excellent, except for the fact that we have yet to meet another person that speaks this language. So rare, we don't even know what the language is called.
"Asheba cacka duka nog?" she asks with the conviction of a politician.
Last night in the tub she was rambling on and on in her new language. I asked her what language she was speaking and she replied with a mixture of embarrassment and disdain:
"Mommy!! Im speaking sign language!"