Baa Baa Baa

Lots of big stuff happening!

I'm sitting up on my own. I have a chair I can sit in at the dinner table. I'm eating lots of solid food. I don't have dairy allergies. (Sorry, Marcus.)

I'm talking—kinda. I can say "baa" and "fwaa". Daddy won't stop trying to get me to say "dada" though. Not quite there yet.

Oh, at Mommy's concert the other day, I clapped for the first time. Daddy was really excited about it. Marcus says he wants to hug me all the time. But when I try to hug him, he runs away. 🤷🏻‍♂️

Looking forward to next month's update. Maybe I'll have "dada" down by then.