Genius toddler
This week we skipped church because David has been feeling under the weather (I'll blog about church later, once I've had time to gather my thoughts about the whole experience in general), so we went out for breakfast for the first time in a while. It used to be a weekly thing, but other competing priorities of late have forced me to hastily make breakfast while we mad dash out the door.

Today, though, was nice and relaxed, as we eased back into the familiar ritual of breakfast at the local diner, where they all know your name (okay, not mine, but everyone knows David's name because apparently I don't have huge cheeks and a double chin that people seem to adore on him). As we strolled out the diner, we headed to the market, where we passed by a small white dog on a leash. David squealed, and then said "doggie doggie!", followed by a "ooof!" I thought that was so freaking adorable, and I said, "yes, that's right, doggie goes woof!" And just to make sure it wasn't a fluke or lucky guess, I said "what sound comes from kitty?" and he goes "mao!" If it didn't take so long to unstrap and restrap him back in the stroller, I'd have picked him up and eaten him up right there for being so darn smart and cute.
- posted by Connie @ 11/09/2008 11:44:00 AM