Friday, July 5, 2013

The golden...years?

This is the one parenting expectation that came true for me, so far: everything really did get better the more he could talk. He's so cute. Everything he says is adorable. I can't understand half of what he says (daddy understands more than I do). He sang for the first time ... "On a farm... cow...mooo... yaaaay!!" "On a farm.... sheep... baaaa...yaay!!!" And one time he even threw in an "E I E I O!!"

He calls millipedes "Mama-pedes" and "Dada-pedes", and points out mamas and their babies everywhere we go.

Here's a comparison picture, this years Eno Festival and last year's:


last year

this year!

We all look so much happier!