Just so I don't forget

Spencer is quite the talker these days... here are some of his favorites:

Stand- (word for headband)

Istuck- (meaning I am stuck)

DinDin - Dinner

Eat

Ball

Money- (He especially loves this one and says it whenever he sees his piggy bank)

Monkey

Nana- Banana

Mama

Dada

Lyla

night-night

Bathtime

Jesus

Iwan- ( I want)

BaBa- (Sippy cup, variation of the old BooBah for the breast...)

ChickChick- Chicken

PooPoo- (whilst pointing to anyone on the toilet : )

Well he has tons more, but these are the ones I can think of at the moment. He loves to talk, and if you lend a listening ear, he will gladly oblige with conversation.

On another note... He is weaned! Hallelujah! I just broke down and did it about a week and a half ago. He did great. He goes to sleep quite easy as long as I lie down next to him for about 5 to ten minutes.... So much better than the 30 to 60 minutes it took for me to get Lyla to go to sleep when I weaned her!

Funny story, at about the 48 hour mark of not having the breast, he pretty much knew that even if he asked politely I would tell him No, the Boobah is tired and it's all done giving you milk. You are a big boy now. So he went up to his dad, and he cuddled up in his lap, giving him the sweetest eyes you have ever seen, and in his most polite voice asked him "Boobah?" And low and behold Jess said, "Sure!" You should have seen the pure relief and joy that flooded Spencer's face. Then Jesse proceeded to lift up his shirt and offer Spencer the hairy man chest. At first Spencer leaned in with anticipation, and upon realizing that it was not a normal Boobah, pulled back with the most stunned expression on his face, which then turned to confusion to which he questioned Jesse with "Boobah?" Yep that's it bud! So Spencer gave it a pinch or two, and then decided it would be best not to try nursing this new foreign boobah.

For the first couple of days he would try to sneak a sip while I held him in the shower. So that had to stop. Now he affectionately pats my shirt and announces that I have boobah's but no longer asks for them, or seems to associate them with comfort or food. Sometimes he will even pat his shirt and tell me that he has boobah's too.

We love this kid... and even though he seems to terrorize everything, and has seriously made me consider buying like 20 baby gates... we wouldn't trade him for the world!