I was holding Jonas this morning, and the cat walked by. He reached for her and said, “Kit-ty”! Very clear, two syllables. “Kit-ty”! I know it wasn’t a fluke, because he said it three times before I let him down to chase her.
Ashes is very proud to be Jonas’s object of affection. Charcoal just wishes Jonas would stop laying on him.
In addition to saying his first word, Jonas also colored his first non-paper masterpiece – on a wood chest that Poppy made that hasn’t been sealed yet.
Toddlerhood has begun.