Jeremy's 1st story
The other morning I went in to get Jeremy as he was calling me, 'awake Mommy, I awake!' when I opened the door he was already talking and turned to me urgently to tell me, what I believe was his first story... Or maybe relaying a dream he remembered. Very simply this is what he said with much expression, in this order, at least two times:
Bad guys! Bad guys!
Guns, big owie!
Firetruck help them.
Park! Go park!
He's talking so much these days. Both parroting what he's hearing others say and also sharing his own thoughts. More and more he's using 4+ word sentences.
He told my mom and I earnestly, 'no touch fire, because big owie!' the other night when we had a camp fire going.
Screwdriver!! According to JJ anything and everything can be fixed with a screwdriver (pronounced sue-diver). Got a whole in your shirt? Screwdriver!! Broken balloon? Screwdriver!! Scraped your knee? Screwdriver!! Very handy tool that screwdriver!
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