Arrangements were made earlier in the week to meet your Grandma and Grandpa Fenner and Aunt Casey in Wooster for dinner.
Coming in at just under a 45 minute drive, it's the perfect halfway point for all of us to occasionally meet. After a lengthy wait, we were seated and had our meals ordered.
What's special about this meal? It wasn't that you were picky about our culinary choices for you (again). My apologies there was no yogurt or veggie straws on your plate. It was the fact that you're just using your words more and making ties to what - or who - they're associated with.
Your vocabulary is rapidly expanding. When you're hungry you'll say "eat." Thirsty? "Juice." You know where our room is when we tell you "Night, night."
At dinner we pointed out everyone and asked "Who is this?"
You're starting to get the multi-syllable words like Casey and Grandma and Grandpa. It may not be phonetically correct, but it's close.
Since you were born I've been left wondering what your voice will sound like. Slowly but surely I'm getting little glimpses of it's sweetness.
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