Dada! *

Z has become such a chatterbox. He talks to me and Paul, he talks to himself, he talks to the elephant mobile hanging over his crib. It's so much fun to hear him stringing together syllables, like he's really trying to tell us something. Although I think most of the time he is trying to tell us that he is hungry--after he's talked for a few minutes, the chattering becomes louder and more insistent, until it crosses over into demanding wails.




*Paul is still hoping that will be Z's first word...I'm of course repeating Momma all day long...we will see!