My son is growing by leaps and bounds mentally. He was just impressing me by knowing to tuck clothes that were bursting out of a drawer down since the drawer wouldn't shut. Then he went over to the lamp and tried to turn that off. He's still not really talking though. He calls all drinks "ditz" and has just starting saying "No" along with shaking his head. It's very cute despite the fact that I'm not sure he really knows what he is saying.
Yesterday, he finished his plate, looked down and noticed it was a monkey face and roared. Good try! I make roar sounds when we read so I'm sure he just got the monkey face confused with a lion. Heh.
We got him a booster chair yesterday and he's loving it. It was time to move him out the high chair and into a big boy chair. Oh, and he is the king of knowing how to wipe his snotty nose as well as being able to go get wipes when asked. He also likes to clean off things with his wipes, like his HUGE belly.

I'm sad, mad and grumpy all at once. But my son somehow put water rings around his ankles and shuffled in to make me smile. Thanks, Nana Leslie for those rings I thought he wouldn't need for years to come. He did sooner! Now he is reading me a book. My little man is growing up!