We're both taking swimming lessons this week. I float on my tummy and swim after toys. Daddy escapes from submerged vehicles and tows unconscious victims.
My verbal skills have been improving (I can count to 3 and and make sentences like "Daddy bye-bye," or "Where cat go," or "Baby crying"), so I get to dictate all of my own posts now! Mommy found some pictures, old and new. This is what I said about them:
Doggy! Biscis (Biscuit)
Baby. Big. (Yep, she climbed up there herself)
Baby. Water. (Her first drink of anything but :-)
Baby. Box.
Cak, cak. Duck.
Baby. Hair.
Monday, March 12, 2012
My verbal communication usually consists of solitary words, so in this post you can pretend you're hearing me talk.