It seems like everyday Nolen is coming up with some new words. Pointing, naming, counting... he's slowly figuring out this big world. There's a couple of words that still need a little practice. I can tell what he's trying to say, but it's coming out a little differently. We'll need to get these polished up before he goes to preschool in the fall.
CLOCK: pronounced "Co*k"
FROG: pronounced "Fu*k" :(
Astor: pronounced "ASSter"
Daddy: pronounced "Tim" seriously. After a time out we always make Nolen say sorry. The other day we said "Nolen, you need to say sorry to Daddy." Nolen: "Sorry Tim"
If there's one thing we're quick at, it's picking names (well making babies AND picking names.) We had it narrowed down before we even knew little bean was a boy. Hudson is proving to be a kung-foo fighter just like his big brother. Yesterday after a cup of coffee and some juice, he bounced around the rest of the day. Pretty strong movements considering he's only the size of a sweet potato!
Ducky is our pacifier. A Wub-a-nub to be exact. For all you non-mommies, it's simply a pacifier attached to a cute little animal, in our case a duck. Around 6-7 months Nolen started loving this thing. Needing it to fall asleep for naps and night. It's been a necessity ever since. So much so, when we went to Italy we purchased a back up ducky in case we lost one in our travels. As a result we now need 2 duckies. sigh
Well there comes a time when everything has to go. Bottles at 12 months, pacis at 2. We're getting uncomfortably close to the cut-off and I'm not liking it. That's a battle I'm just not ready for, really whats the harm. I think we'll just hold off a couple of more months. Don't' be alarmed if you run into 20 year-old Nolen still rocking a "duckie."