Sam isn’t speaking yet but he certainly is trying. This past week he’s figured out how to put his boots on and he very proudly puts on his little yellow boots and tramps around the house in them. Most mornings I get a funny sounding “Bye!” and a wave as …
Sam is finally getting the idea of what a potty is for. Until recently he’s been far too busy to actually stay seated on a potty for even 10 seconds but we had a breakthrough today as he had a successful dump all on his own.
Sam took more than just one or two steps toward me when I got home tonight. He’s still wobbly on his feet, but the walking is near . . .
With his “secret plans and clever tricks,” the Enormous Crocodile desires to lunch not with but on a nice, juicy child.
Just the sort of book to give a kid pleasant dreams at night . . .
