As we are all rushing out the door this morning I hear from the foyer, " 'mon mommy-yet's go" (c'mon mommy, lets go). ha ha He just mimicks what Dan and I say because we both say "C'mon to him often. At night when it is time for bath, he'll say, "mon daddy, upstairs!" It is great that he is able to communicate so effectively. There are rarely times when we don't know what he is trying to tell us.
Oh, and by the way, I am still locked in as the, "best friend". :o)
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