Ivy started clapping last week. She does it on command now, and we don't even clap ourselves to show her. I love it when they reach these stages because it's like, "Wow, she understands!", but we don't have to spell anything or make up different names for stuff yet. "Cold white stuff" (ice cream) and "P-O-P-C-O-R-N" are the most popular with Sophie. Not that we don't give them to her, I just don't want her hearing me ask Steve if he wants ice cream or feels like popping popcorn in case he says no. Once she hears it, it's all over.
OK, here's my little clapping pixie . . .