Around this time last year, I was lamenting over Theo being a month shy of a year old. That first year with him just flew by.
Ohhh, deep sigh.
He picks up new phrases every week. Last Friday we were at home and he was in a negotiating mood. He had eaten a clementine and a bagel with cream cheese. Apparently he was still hungry.
He said, "I want some crackers."
I said, "Ummm, no. You can have some cereal."
He said, "No, mom. How 'bout some crackers?"