Tuesday, March 18
Ahh, toddlerhood. It sneaks up on you. One day you're sponging carefully around the umbilical cord, and the next you're dodging tsunami-like splashes. Aaron loves his bathtime letters. He sees them and starts "singing" the alphabet song. He's sure getting gigantic.
Yesterday morning, he was playing with a LeapFrog ball that sings the alphabet song as it rolls, and the song stopped at the letter "P" and out of Aaron's mouth comes "QRSTUV" all hooked together like one word, and my jaw dropped. I called Michael, incredulous. At least we know it's somewhere in his subconscious, even though we are unable to duplicate the miraculous event.