Guinness is talking non stop: he commentates as he walks around. "Up" (as he climbs on the bed) "down" (as he comes off) "TV broken" (our bedroom TV isn't hooked up to cable), "Sleep"; he loves to come to my bedroom and just lie down.
Tonight we counted. We were going to downstairs on the elevator, ad I was saying 1 2 3,, 1 2 3, and then he said with no prompting four. So I said five. He said six. I said seven, he said eight. Crazy right?
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Makes you wonder what else is processing in that little man's brain.
ReplyDeleteLove his charsma.