Brother has figured out that he can reach up and "help" play the piano.
Little Man loves to build.
Last week he and Grandpa built a marvelous house
out of Lincoln logs.
Little Man enjoyed his first real fireworks show last weekend. When he saw a particularly brilliant pink one, he exclaimed: "That's a girly firework!"
Little Man came into the room where I was and announced that he had made a double boiler out of a pot and a bowl. Concerned that he had been raiding the cabinets, I went to check. What I saw was a bowl-like bath toy stacked on top of a pot-like stacking cup. Inside the "bowl" part of the double boiler, he had placed several small toys. Who knows, maybe someday he'll be a chef.
We were setting out on a walk, and I was pushing Brother's stroller when Little Man looked up at me and said, "But I need to hold your hand!"
Little Man has started stating happily at random times throughout the day: "This has been such a good day!"
Brother (angrily): "WAAAAHHHHH! WAAAAAHHHHH!" Little Man (soothingly): "Here is a tissue for you. You're going to be okay."
Brother distinctly said "banana" yesterday. In addition, I'm pretty sure he said "Gam-ma" as he crawled to my mom, and he may have even said "Grandpa" at another time.