He has a lot to say! He doesn't have words but his grunts and coos are super expressive. I almost always know what he wants. He's so easy to read.
He likes to yell when he's happy. He and his sister have happy yelling matches. It's how they best relate to each other.
He always makes a beeline for her room when she leaves it opened.
He has more free reign than she did at his age because I'm more relaxed and he's more apt to listen than she was.
He may have said "nana" for banana the other day. Well, he definitely said it but I'm not sure it was on purpose. He's also started to eat peas whole--they stay whole even through his digestive system, but it's a start and it's nice being able to give him some veggies for finger food. I haven't discovered anything else we have readily available (veggies or fruits, I mean--well, other than peas and bananas) that he can eat by himself.
He likes to bang his head on the wall. It's sort of a cause and effect discovery thing.
He gave some little boys--his sister's best friend and brother--hugs. I'm not even sure he gave me a hug. He had been around girls all day. Girls who like to pick him up and hug him and drag him places. I'm wondering if he recognized the boys as people who wouldn't do that to him or if he was just happy to see some more males.
Changing him is like wrestling an alligator--it's been so for months. His favorite thing is to roll over onto his belly and then stand up and bang at the window screaming and yelling happily.