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... of some real words!

Abram has been saying Mama and Dada for awhile now. Sometimes he messes with us and when we say "Say Dada" or "Say Mama" he will look right at us, smile, and say the opposite. I know that he knows what he's doing. At least he seems to have an inherent sense of humor.

I just wanted to document the fact that his first word, besides our names, was "banana". Now, it doesn't sound exactly like "banana" all of the time. The first time was actually the best. Now it's degraded into "nana" or "manan". But he definitely knows what it is and he loves them. Apparently he saw a banana peel in the nursery at church with the girls last night and he pointed and said "banana". He's usually the only kid at the 7:00 service with at least 3 female nursery workers. The girls were so excited when I came in to pick him up. He loves it... and they love him. It makes me happy. Anyway, they didn't know if he's ever said it before, so they were very eager to tell me.

He is also now saying "yeah". It's pretty cute. I'm glad he didn't learn "no" first, although he does know how to shake his head, but not nod his head. Hmmm... So today, he went number two (if you are ever around him when he goes, you'd be sure that's what he was doing, too) and I asked him if he needed to go to the potty. He said "jah" and headed back to the bathroom. Too bad he was already done going poop. I think we are taking pretty good steps toward going to the potty before he actually goes in his diaper.

So those are the Abram developments. I've heard that when babies/kids are learning something new, other developments will be put on hold. So maybe the talking is taking a front seat to the walking. Although, today we've been walking a lot and he's not really using my hands to balance, he just doesn't want to let go. I think he's close, so we'll see.

This weekend my sister, brother in law, and dog nephew came and spend the night on Saturday. Fenway was in a bird hunting competition. He'd never done anything like it before and he ended up "qualifying" the second day! I don't really know what that means, but he got a ribbon, so that's cool. He and Eric were pretty pooped after the first day and just passed out on our floor.


This past week we've done some pretty fun stuff. I made homemade pizza (one of our favorites) with spinach, ground turkey, and tomatoes. Abram was a fan and ate as many pieces as I did (one and half)!

He and Quinn went on a bundled up walk with socks on hands and hat I made him when he was born that was too big then and too small now. Guess a new hat is in order.


We only have a few weeks until Christmas and we are trying to be minimal with them. I'm hoping to make a lot of them, but I may run out of time and then I don't know what I'll do. So I guess I better get started.

Until next time!

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