Trac-tor! (Complete with a loud yelling of the word and excited finger pointing when a tractor or big truck, or any construction vehicle) is spotted from the car.
Fumble! (Complete with rolling around on the floor staring at us wondering when we are going to get onto the floor and wrestle with him while also yelling fumble).
Teet! Teet! (aka Teeth). He loves to brush his teeth, so I have to tell him he has to wait until he gets out of the bath tub, which is then my excuse to get him out of the tub. See how smart that is :)
Cracker, which is NOT goldfish crackers. Hand the boy goldfish when he asks for crackers and we are all in trouble.
Ice. Every time he even barely bumps his head he begins to yell...Ice, Ice while walking toward the fridge to get some for his bump. I'm starting to notice that a lot of the words he says now are said loudly.
Blanket. He always asks for it when he wants is to nurse. After 6pm or so I only nurse him upstairs because I know he will want to nurse to sleep, so I put him off as long as I can until then. So when I say "Ok if you want to nurse it's bedtime" he starts walking to the stairs waving and saying "bu-bye", and proceeds to wave separately to N, Delilah and Bill.
Jacket, which sounds a lot like cracker and blanket, but whenever we say we are going bye-bye, he immediately goes over to the coat rack and points and his jacket saying the word over and over. The last couple of days he then wanders around the house while I am holding the jacket so I am then following him around the house trying to get him to put it on. Today I was cold so I had a zipper hoodie on inside and he did not understand why I was wearing a jacket and wasn't going anywhere. That combined with trying to explain to a 1-year-old that a vest is a jacket when it's not that cold out has been interesting.
Cup, car, truck, bubbles, book, Ba-pa, mommy, daddy, kitty, ball and Delilah are still ones we hear all day long. He is definitely a talker! The last 3 evenings, when BBZ asked for his blanket early and I said it wasn't bedtime yet, he reached up to my hand (while I was on the couch) and said "get-da" (get down) and pulled me toward the floor. He then picked out a book to read and plopped down on my lap. He then walked over to N and did the same thing. So we were all sitting on the floor reading his book because he knew it was almost bedtime. He gives kisses, hugs and snuggles, which I just can't get enough of. If I tell him no or not to do something, he walks around the house and does every single thing he knows he is not supposed to do. He throws his food even when he is still hungry, which is making N and I crazy. I have spent 10 of the last 12 days with him and will miss him like crazy again tomorrow when we head back into our routine. He is such a little sweetie.