Amy Speaks! Or Something Like That...

This morning, Amy grabbed a horse and a cow from her little farm.  She brought them over and said, "oof, oof," over and over again.  She was barking like a doggie.  It melted my heart because this is the first thing she's distinctly said. 

This motherhood thing is so fun (well, except for that part when everybody threw lunch on the floor), but still.