Now that he can talk, I'm glad Roman can tell me what he wants, even though it is often pink cake. He can say a lot now, but the most frequent words out of his mouth are still "bump head" "hurt mouth" "hurt hand" "bump butt" and so on... he's a little clumsy. Another gem is "make toots!"
So my baby isn't really a baby anymore, but he's still the most squishable, sweet, funny little guy I know.
He likes his new ball pit. He yells "balls everywhere!" and goes ape shit.
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