B is talking up a storm. Every night I feel like I turn to Blane with a surprised expression saying, 'did you hear that?!' Especially stringing two words together. He is a ball of energy and plays until he drops. He loves his mama and dada. His rain boots!! We all read books, throw balls around the house, dance, play every night. Blane and I drop not long after B goes to bed too. It's true what people say, 'this age is so fun!' I try to remember that it will change soon and to eat up every minute. Even the painful moments - throwing food and car seat tantrums. He is such a sweet and happy boy.





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