This little guy has finally started talking in earnest. He said to me today, pointing to my phone, “Call . . . . Daddy.” And so we did.
He still refuses to say “drink” or “water,” and instead cries and points. But he will say “truck.” And “book.” And “chocolate cookie.”
He runs too. He can run quite well. And hike. He loves to wander. And chase wildlife.
He also smiles so much. And that brings us all such joy.