Camper got us good tonight. Power puked and rebounded off his swadle (oh, the swadle), then Daddy’s chest and Mommy’s pants. Miraculously, none ended up on the floor. Nice job. He then pooped his clean pants and I swear, giggled. He is talking SO MUCH lately. He’s been saying, “Gooo.” So today I decided to say “Gooo” to him. I looked at him and said, “Gooo.” He looked at me and after a minute said, “Gooo.” John and I were amazed. WE HAD A CONVERSATION. Seriously. We went back and forth with Gooo a few times, and then we were done. I had a conversation with my son :)
In other news, I’ve been working on my vocab list for the GRE and my applications to the three universities (although I may cut that down to two…) I want to apply to for grad school. I’ve also made a hundred phone calls, took a nap, went to the gym, and got us a $120 rebate from our insurance company. Sweeeeeeet.
