Thursday, May 21, 2009

Notes

Funniest word ever, according to Isaiah: Gesundheit. He sneezed and the word drew a giggle, which turned into a paroxysm of laughter when repeated multiple times in quick succession.

He likes dropping/trying to throw things now. Everything he gets his hands on at the table ends up on the floor (except for the tiny bit of food that makes it into the mouth).

He's exploring space, dropping the toy he's holding through the bars of the folding chair and then reaching around the legs or past the bars to try to pick it up again.

He's said Momma a couple of times.

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