word!
So Leif is officially talking. He has moved into two word combos like "Yellow Bus!" and "Big Hump Bump!". But my favorite things to hear him say are the little expressions he has adopted. Like:
"Whoa!" He likes to say this when he almost falls down.
"Um...." When we ask him to find Goldbug.
"Nice." When he finds a choice rock.
2 comments:
"Tita"
He has 2 days to get it down.
Since Leif likes rocks, he is my Uncle Dale's great-grandson for sure. For as long as I remember, Uncle Dale has found joy in the things of the earth.
Gale
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