This morning, as the baby destroyed our room and I got ready for work, Chunko ended up with the TV remote. He kept changing the channel to static and then chasing me down to make me fix it.
He once again changed the channel to "98" and said "Num?" and tried to give the remote to me... I said, "No, baby, change it to four."
He once again changed the channel to "98" and said "Num?" and tried to give the remote to me... I said, "No, baby, change it to four."
He held up the freakin remote and kept pushing the number "4"!!!
I know it was by some random freak accident that out of all the numbers he pushed it was the exact one I told him to, but holy cow! I darn near fainted!
Later today, we were eating dinner and Chunko was screaming for his next bite. I showed him the sign for "more" and asked if he wanted more... He screamed at me. I again showed him and again asked if he wanted more. He screamed at me, and then he said "More?"
We are freaking out now. He's saying "banana" and "more" and "uh-oh" (in context) and doing all these exciting new things!
Of course I won't be saying this in a couple of months when I can't get the kid to shut up, but for now it's really cute.
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