My son apparently has a new favorite word, and that word is stinky. It doesn’t matter what I say is stinky: the cat, his diaper, our house, his feet, Daddy — he lights up like the fourth of July and laughs his little tushie off.
It’s much easier to interact with him now that he recognizes my face and sort of likes looking at it. Sure, he doesn’t understand a word I’m saying, (as evidenced by his adoration of the word ‘stinky’) but he makes eye contact, smiles and coos. That’s as good as responding, in my book.
Today I’m over at KLZ’s blog, Taming Insanity, and most of you already know her, but if you don’t, head over and say hello and also read about all the rest of the things I talk to Luke about. And there may or may not be a super cute video (there is). Then after you read, click ye olde subscribe button so you can read the rest of her awesome blogs.
If you’re stopping by here from Taming Insanity, welcome. We’re not fancy around these parts (I am from West Virginia, after all). Sit a spell and watch some TV with me. I like:
Do you enjoy baby smiles? What are your thoughts and feelings on Toddlers & Tiaras, since we’re talking about it?