Lately, the only way I’ll eat dinner is if I get to use one of the dad-size forks, no more baby forks for me. I’m getting pretty efficient at feeding myself grown-up style if I do say so myself, check out the video:
This evening we saw two baby deer in the backyard, I tried waving to them but they didn’t wave back.
16 months tomorrow! Just when mom and dad don’t think I can change much, I suprise them with using the fork, more words, and almost opening doors. I have a lot more in store for them!