Look Who's Talking Now

About three months I wrote about my concerns regarding Benjamin's lack of vocabulary. (Click here to read that post.) At that time he was only saying four words. Well, I am proud to say that he is now up to at least 20 words, all of which he can say without being prompted first. Here are some things that he says now:

He calls Nathan and I "Mama" and "Daddy."
He points at everything and asks in the cutest voice, "What's this?"
He is fascinated by the "moon" and points it out to us in the sky, in books, or anything that is circular.
He loves trains and if he sees or hears one he calls out "Choo-choo!"
He tells anything, inanimate or not, "Bye-bye," while demonstrating his parade wave.
If he hears a siren, he says "Whoo, whoo!" Then he looks around and says, "Daddy?"
He loves his "Papa", aka Grandpa, as well as his "Nana."
"Cee-Cee," his "da" is truly man's best friend. (aka Sadie the dog)
His favorite foods are still "pizza" and "crackers."
His first favorite character is "Mo-mo" (Elmo to the rest of us).
Everytime the phone rings he holds his hand to his ear and says, "Hewwo?"
He is learning how to go "poo-poo" and "pee-pee" on the toilet.
And of course he still loves to be "up" in our arms for cuddling.

I am so proud of our little boy and I look forward to hearing more of what he has to say in the future!

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