The little guy is talking up a storm, and now he's almost never quiet. He just talks... it's a stream of consciousness style narrative of his life. He's remembering stuff from a while ago now, too, so there are random memories thrown in there on occasion.
About this time last year, all food was "cracker" to him. He'd say cracker, we'd give him a cracker, and he'd burst into tears. It was awful. I try to remember how far we've come when he starts in with the "I want more milk. More milk please. In my cup. The milk is over there. In the refrigerator. I open it. The one with the green lid. It's right there mommy! See it?"
I love to listen to his conversations with himself and others. He is precious!
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Nana
Yeah, I got the directions to the milk, too. Cracked me up. Talking today ... reading tomorrow ... it all happens so quickly.
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