K, you are talking better every day now.

So last night we were waiting for H to finish her new Tuesday gymnastics class.

Over in the corner by the front door they have a couch.

We were sitting on it to pass the time.

We first just sat.

But in no more than a second, you wanted a snack.

Then you wanted my phone. And then a hug.

You got down off the couch and almost immediately wanted back up.

Before long, you were eating a tortilla and looking out the window for the fifth time.

A few minutes later, Mom got up to peek in the far window and check on H.

As she got just out of earshot you leaned back and emphatically said:

“I love Mama. I love Dada.”

Now I have heard you say “I love you.” before, but only in the third person.

I think that’s the first time you ever told me you love me!

My Kenny.

I love you too.

-Dad

K, I just wanted you to know that you are at the most beautiful age right now.

You will be two-years-old in a few months.

And I swear you do the cutest thing you have ever done about every other day.

You smile and hug and laugh and you tease us too.

In my head, you are still this little baby.

But you talk all the time now!

Of course, you understand everything I say.

But, your answers are usually squeaks and grunts and single words.

Yesterday you were rooting in the cabinet for crackers.

After we were finished, I asked you to close the cabinet door.

Without hesitating you said:

“Ok, I’ll close it.”

Oh. And you can count to 10 now.

Did I tell you that?

You about killed me with cuteness the other day when you said “flamingo.”

I didn’t know it was possible to pronounce it that wonderfully.

My girl.

I love you.

-Dad