Trent's words:
Shoes (Shs)
Boot (Boo)
Ball (Ba)
Hi
Bye
Hey
Mamma
Dadda
Cracker (Cra Cra)
Dog (Da)
Uh-Oh
Water (Wawa)
More (Mo)
Hot (Haaaaaa)
Belly Button (Bow Bow or Boo Ba)
Pee Pee
Poo Poo
And, of course.....NO
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Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
This is what 1 Looks Like
Trent Carlo Cunov turned one on May 20th, 2010
A day like any other day. He ate chicken & refused strawberry shortcake. He peed on the porch.
We had thrown a party the weekend before. He ate rocks & refused the carrot cake cupcakes.
Who is this little man, who I cannot recall ever NOT being in my life?
He is his own person, for sure. He says 'No', definitively and clearly. He growls & crows & whispers. He crawls & scoots & stands. He LOVES the slide - flinging himself down with abandon, over & over & over. He eats meat. He scorns fruit & all things sweet.
Happy birthday my love. You will always be my first born, my baby, my appel a la vie...
A day like any other day. He ate chicken & refused strawberry shortcake. He peed on the porch.
We had thrown a party the weekend before. He ate rocks & refused the carrot cake cupcakes.
Who is this little man, who I cannot recall ever NOT being in my life?
He is his own person, for sure. He says 'No', definitively and clearly. He growls & crows & whispers. He crawls & scoots & stands. He LOVES the slide - flinging himself down with abandon, over & over & over. He eats meat. He scorns fruit & all things sweet.
Happy birthday my love. You will always be my first born, my baby, my appel a la vie...
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