I had my very first conversation with Henry last night. We were playing catch when suddenly he started babbling pretty seriously. He looked so earnest, but I just didn't know what he wanted so I told him "Sweetheart, use your words. Say a word." And he looked right at me and said "Potty." I asked him if he had to go, and he nodded his little noggin with no small measure of exasperation, and then waddled off to the bathroom where he did his business and washed his hands.
That. Was. Awesome.
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