Sunday morning, Oliver came up to me. He smelled really bad, so I asked him if he pooped. He started saying, "Puh. Puh. Puh." He went to the wipes box, got one out, and started wiping the outside of his pants. Cracked me up! And no comments about being ready to potty train. I'm not ready!
Maggie got him saying, "Yay!" yesterday, and I heard him say "cah" at Gizmo a couple of days ago.
His vocabulary is ever-so-slowly growing. I wonder if he'll be a jabber box one day like the girls.
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May the Lord direct your hearts to the love of God and to the steadfastness of Christ. 2 Thessalonians 3:5
3 comments:
Well - if he is anything like my little boy, the answer is a resounding NO to the jabberbox :). I've been thinking of him everyday this week, take care ya'll!
Nothing wrong with quiet fellers.
Hey, you ever gonna put anything new on here? hee hee
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