Easton has started to count. It goes like this: "Two, Two, Go!"
We'll get there eventually.
Also, he is copying everything we do.
Last night as Karen and I were getting dinner on the table, Ronnie walked by and gave me a little "love tap" on my bum. Easton promptly walked over and slapped my bum as well (5 or 6 times). He thought it was the funniest thing ever.
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