
Well, it's official - I am much more a Daddy's boy than a Momma's boy. I made this clear when my first official sounds were Da Da. The first time I did it was the week after MLK day. Mommy thought it was just babbling, but I kept doing it day after day until she would realize that I am a Daddy's boy. When Daddy holds me I like to scream too - my happy screams, not mad screams.

Walking and eating are going well too. I started walking so much, Mommy and Daddy finally got me some new shoes. I think they are cute, but they are hard to walk in because I like to walk on my tippy toes. I'm sure I will get used to them eventually. Until then, I'll just keep standing at tables or hang off of Mommy to get used to standing on my feet.
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