Oh my, Micro is a talker. He's always been a very vocal baby, but now as he enters toddlerhood, he's become quite talkative. If I'm on the phone with someone he is in the background giving his "two-cents" on everything. I can barely hear myself think. His first word was spoken during our holiday vacation in the East Coast and it was "dog." Now, he can't stop pointing to every four-legged, furry friend that comes our way. He loves dogs and squeals when one comes near him to play. Unfortunately, he's also taken to "wrestling" our little dog Mo on the sofa. And I mean, tackling him and hitting him as if he's some stuffed animal.
Micro has expanded his vocabulary with "mommy, ball, shoes, goat, hi, go, uh-oh." He knows where his nose, ears, and feet are. It's been fun watching him learn and understand words and meanings. His favorite activity these days is walking our dog Mo (he insists on holding the leash and has become quite good at it--though Mo would prefer a more experienced walker such as "moi.").
Life has been busy since the New Year and I'm just trying to keep up with Micro. "It's his world and we're just living in it," as Mr. Fliz and I like to say.
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