Today, Little Mister climbed inside the dishwasher. Fortunately, I hadn't loaded any knives yet.
Yesterday, I was moving the dining room furniture around in order to mop the floor (which is something we tell Little Mister not to do--move the furniture, that is). From his perch in the pack-n-play, he waved his little hand in my direction and declared, "No no!!"
He now says "Bye-bye!"; "Hi!"; "Mama;" "Dada;" "Nana;" "Papa;" "Uh-oh!"; "No no!"; "ball;" "book;" "dan doo" (thank you); "kna kna" (knock knock); "dight" (light); "hot;" and "butt" (much to Grandma's horror). There might be others, but those are the ones I can think of.
Last week, he had his first hair cut.
Tomorrow, he'll turn one year old. Where has this past year gone?
He's growing up right before my eyes...faster than would even seem possible.
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