Banjo loves to bite the rubber bands that eternally live on my wrist. Henry watched, and said "bite, bite, biting!". His change of tense surprised me. When did he pick that up? He uses past tense all times, but never changed it mid sentence. His annunciation is pretty good, and he keeps refining it. For instance, Henny, is now Henwy. Some of them make me sad. Mice, which used to be squeaks, are now mice. Mama became mommy long ago, but that was a tough one. He still says Draa ma (grandma), hampa, (grandpa), wooocy, (Lucy), aiked (naked), waasent (elephant), there are more, but these come to mind. I hope he keeps some of these up a little longer. For now I will treasure all his little saurus comments (dinosaur).
Henry loves his biting dog!
He does not love grass! His Papa has the same hatred of the prickly turf. There is an almost identical picture, minus the big smile, of Mark, as a kid. Like father like son I suppose!
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