All of a sudden, Griffin has become a talking machine! It seems like he picks up several new words a day. Drew and I have realized it's time to stop dropping the f-bomb...
Here is a smattering of what he'll currently say:
daddy
duck
ball
bubble
moo
quack
baa
yes
no
dog
kitty
cup
He is still on a mama strike for some reason (he refers to me as daa or bub... no idea). He is VERY proud of his new found speaking skills and grins, claps, and looks for hugs whenever he uses them. Adorbs.
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