bah-boo

This afternoon, a dirty diaper got in the way of a good nap for Peter.

Hannah was still sleeping so I brought him downstairs for some Mommy and Peter time because we never seem to get enough of it.  He was more interested in examining Toby.

Peter has started to notice his own ears, nose and hands.

And looking at Toby's paws were just fascinating (and a little concerning) to him.

Toby was being a great sport about it.  So I grabbed my camera off our mantel and starting snapping some pictures.

(did I mention that he's looking so much like a little boy now?)

All of a sudden, Peter starts saying "bah - boo" "bah-boo". I could not figure out what he was trying to tell me.  So I snapped some more pictures and he said it again.

Then, it dawned on me.  He thought I was playing peek-a-boo behind the camera.

And he was beyond himself excited when I said "Peek-A-Boo" back.

Yes, this is one seriously happy boy who's learning to talk and teaching his mommy to understand.

Then he found his lost sock and the game was over.

a boy and a bow

Much to Daddy's dismay, this is what happens when you have a big sister.

I think it's pretty funny! :)

mmmmm

This morning I took these

and made this.  mmm....pear bread.

While I was baking, Hannah made this for our family.

She said, "it's bootee-full"

I agree.

peterboy

"Where's Peter?"

"There he is!"

This little guy is growing from a baby to a "toh-ler" (toddler), as Hannah likes to say. 

He runs, climbs, jumps, plays, tackles, kicks, throws and occasionally destroys. 

All the things in a little boy's repertoire.

His nickname has become "Peterboy".  It is ridiculously cute when Hannah says it.  My mom gently informed me a few months ago that "Chunk-u-wunka" was not a good name to follow him in to boy-hood. I have to agree.  So now he is our beloved "Peterboy".

I love seeing his little face peaking up from across the table at me as he eats everything in sight.

His comprehension amazes me.  

I tell him it's time to wash hands and he stands on the stool at the bathroom sink just like his big sister.

"Bahl" is his new favorite word to say, second only to "Dah-dee".

While hats are his favorite dress-up item, dancing in just a diaper appeals greatly to him too.

Next week he will be 17 months old.

I am so grateful for each day of it.