Bubble Bum

I am really enjoying this age with Milo. I know I say that at every age, but this is really, really fun! The sleep issue aside (as it has always been an issue with this little guy), I love, love, love this age. Milo can understand so much, and is now trying to imitate what we say and do. He says his own version of “woof-woof,” hoots like an owl, makes a fire engine noise while carrying around a puzzle piece of a fire engine, and does so many commands I can barely keep up with him. I am continually amazed (as I’m sure all first-time parents are) each time he demonstrates his comprehension. Yesterday, I told him it was almost time to go. He looked at me intently, then went into the other room. He came toddling back in, carrying his shoes, and handed them to me. So cool! He brushes and combs his hair, brushes his teeth, and throws stuff in the trash. At the playground yesterday his chosen activity was to walk around picking up small pieces of trash (despite my efforts to stop him, he kept finding little pieces of paper and things) and walk over to the trash can, lift his little hand as high up as he could to place them in the trashcan. What an eco-conscious little guy.
Milo also knows the titles of a lot of books, and will find them on command. He even imitates feelings faces like sad, angry, happy, and… stinky. I know that’s not a feeling. But he does stinky. Speaking of stinky… gotta go.