Things are getting back to normal after a trying month. Peter is still healthy and growing like a weed, and has three teeth now instead of two. He loves to point at things (pictures in books, hashbrowns on a cookie sheet in the oven when the light is on, da-da), turn the pages of his board books, take baths and brush his teeth, push his ride-on car, and groove to the tunes, man. He doesn't like naps. He's learning about counting, taking his shirt off, baby animals, and being nice to Lily. Recent conversation with his dad:
Ron: Who's that? (Points at me.)
Peter: Da-da.
Ron: Ma-ma!
Peter: Da-da.
Ron: Ma-ma!
Peter: Da-da.
Ron: MA-MA!
Peter: DA-DA!
Ron: MA-MA!
Peter: DA-DA!
Ron: Ma-ma.
Peter: Da-da.
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