Helena's had another lightbulb moment.
Suddenly, she loves The Alphabet Song (you know the one: A B C D E F G, H I J K . . .). When I start singing it (this song, and no other), it inspires vigorous dancing and — here's the lightbulb — pointing and tapping on the newly acquired large magnetic letters on the fridge.
No, she's not tapping on the corresponding letters as they're being sung, but, hey, what do you expect? She's only 18 months old.
That's my baby!