Tiny Talk Tuesday

Ok, sorry this one might not be appropriate for those of you that are visual thinkers.
No words were involved, but it was too funny not to get a spot on my blog.

I was getting dressed after taking a shower. Roger brought Hannah upstairs with me because she was sad I was taking so long. She was standing at my feet crying, that is until I started to put my bra on. One glance of me and her mouth was open like a hungry baby bird. Roger and I were laughing so hard she forgot that she was cranky, and hungry.

Another Hannah story... I have a shirt that is rather large on me. It's just way to big, but I wear it because I don't have a lot of clothes. (Yes Sara, that is why you see me in 1 of 2 shirts every Sunday. ) :) I was sitting on the couch and Hannah came up to me, pulled the front of my shirt down and said "boobie" !!!!!!!!! Ok, I was floored. We don't say that word. It certainly wasn't mistaken either, it was crystal clear, and her gestures sure fit in with the word. I do think it is time to wean.


and now all you visual people can read once again

Nehemiah doesn't cry when he wakes up anymore. I'm happy about that. He does however stand at the end of his bed (he's in a big boy bed now!!!) and yell "Mommy! Daddy! Can you hear me!?" yes dear, loud and clear.