little man's thoughts.

i think i'm mr. big boy.

i'm 16 months old!

i have to keep up with everyone, so of course i'm

sitting at the table eating my pb & j.

i climb up on the chair all by myself anyway, so my ma lets me eat there sometimes.

that's what i call her, "ma".  i call my dad that too.

i can say ball and i sound german when i say it.

i probably say ball because i'm obsessed with anything round.

i get really excited when i see the big red balls at target, they're my fave.

i'm into climbing onto anything i can.

i like my bottles now, when i hear my mom say 'night-night' i beg for my baba.

i sleep through the night now like a champ, and i share a room with my big sister, she's pretty cool.

i know some sign language now...the words

 i'm best at are: more, all done and please.

my ma's make me do it all the time.

i just learned what a cow says, so now i can say moooooo.

 and i still got my parents wrapped around my finger, 

so life is good.

all done!

more...

sometimes i rub my belly instead of my chest, but this means please!

the end.