Linc hasn't quite got the hang of one-foot-and-then-the-other, but he tries hard.
Nash loves to HELP. He made a point of holding the other end of the laundry basket when I went down to the basement. He even helped fill the washer and empty the dryer.
Bruh-th! He made faces in the mirror while cleaning his teeth. Don't we all do that from time to time?
The people across the street decided to tear down their garage and its adjoining passageway on Monday. Nash learned the word "dumpster" and said it constantly. He watched them deliver two dumpsters and then watched two guys fill it. Every time he had a free moment he would race into the den and up onto this chair. "Dumpster! Dumpster!" he would shout, even long after the work was completed.
Hours of entertainment. Yeah, you picked the perfect week to visit.