It happened over the weekend. Peter is no longer a baby. I swear that time flies faster with the 2nd child. With Allison we (well, mostly I) were waiting for every milestone – rolling, crawling, walking, talking. But with Peter, no matter what changes he goes through I still think of him as my tiny baby who needs help with everything. But over the weekend he sure proved me wrong.
It started on Thursday night with a clear declaration for his milk. No mincing of words. He knew what he wanted and said it clear as day. His vocabulary is rapidly expanding and becoming clearer daily. On Saturday he got himself out of house to the car – that’s down the steps and then walking to the car. Of course he still can’t get in by himself but he can get out of the house and walk to the car! Finally, on Saturday night he toddles up to me with a diaper in hand, hands it over and then promptly lays down on the floor to be changed. Sure enough – he was poopy. Granted it was a swim diaper so I had to run upstairs for a regular diaper but still – he knew what needed to be done.
I seriously cannot believe how independent he is getting.
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