A Blast from the Past, and Some Good News

I guess once you can string togther two- and three-word phrases like, "Daddy toot," or "Mama's boobs", or "me poop" and "Da-da, run, now", you are no longer considered a viable candidate for speech therapy. That's the good news we got from Colter's speech therapist, Nicole today. Nicole helping us to be able to help him and being in daycare has brought out all the words that were stuck inside his 'lil head. Of course, the bad news is I elected to share with you some of his lil' phrases.

Here's pic of the tiny man trying to devour Carter, his blue bear.