After months of waiting for Nicholas to find his voice, we now have a full-blown chatter box who just doesn't stop talking. The stuff he comes up with lately is hysterical. Tonight we went to Friendly's for dinner and he started demanding ice cream the minute we were in the restaurant. From there we hit Target and he was requesting "pop corn" at the sight of the bull's eye sign (so I guess my popcorn occupier the other week for a long Target shopping trip is going to be my latest downfall). He can tell any diners near us all about the "detectors" in the place and point out "Mommy's eye brows." He's obsessed with telling us the color of everything he comes across and is a crazy back seat driver who enthusiastically calls out the color of every light in sight, like "green light, go!" "oh no, red light" and my favorite "green arrow!" Daddy still melts these days for his compliant "oh sure!"
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