Sweetness...

This morning, I went to go get Gresham out of his crib. Instead of being greeted by poop on his hands, today he said, "Mommy! Mommy! Are you! (how are you) Mommy! Yea!"

Also, since he is nearing age 2 (how did that happen so fast?), we are trying to get rid of the pacifier (which he calls "sassy.") Tonight at Target, we bought our last pack of sassies. We actually offered him the option to get a wooden James engine instead (Thomas the Tank Engine toy), but he happily chose the sassies and put the train back! After he bites through these two, that's the end of the sassy... (this won't take long)