"GO!" I have to say, this one really comes in handy. When mom is taking her sweet time at Target, I can yell "go, go, go" to get her to hurry up. When she's in the back of the line at Stroller Strides... "go, go, go." When she's going way to slow in the fast lane... "go, go, go!" Mom thinks I sound pretty bossy when I'm yelling "go" at the top of my lungs. She's really hoping my next word is "please."
I'm posting some pictures of myself at the Splash Park. I LOVE the water. Dad was sad because he thinks I look like a big boy and I'm not his little baby anymore. I'm almost ONE for goodness sake, what does he expect? I can't wait to be one.
Love,
Weston
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