Every morning on the way to day care, I tell my dad what's on my mind. I've asked him to pass the news on. I'm sorry if he misinterprets some of my coos as swear words....sometimes I get so frustrated that he doesn't get it right. But, hey, I'm just a baby and lack the manual dexterity to type for myself.
i think that i'm progressing quite nicely. not only do i communicate that i want milk by running to the fridge and pounding on the door, i'm able to use utensils now. all i need is to learn to pour, reach the door knobs and be able to get a fork in my mouth and i'll be completely self-sufficient.
posted by little keira currier @ 11:56 AM
growing up gradually, i now tell mommy and daddy that i've pooped in my diaper....even though i haven't really. i just think its fun to say!!!
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