Firstly, apologies for the radio silence over the past couple of weeks, we've had exciting visitors and fun trips etc. etc. no excuse really. I guess I got out of the blogger rhythm. Back on track now though.
So a little while ago Alex said his third word. He's been saying variations of 'mama' and 'dada' for a while now. Initially he would say mama in anger, when he was upset or worried or confused, while he saved dada for fun play times. Nice. These days he tends to use them when he sees us, and usually the name is directed to the correct person... well, most of the time anyway.
So what was the third word? Amma? Nanna? Alex? well... not exactly.
It was 'duck'. He was in the bath, staring intently at the bright yellow rubbery friend who normally accompanies bathtime and he distinctly said 'duck' and then he said it again, in fact several times during that bath. It definitely wasn't my imagination as we had two witnesses. He's not managed the feat since but I'm sure he's just waiting for the 'right' time.
In the meantime Nanna B is thinking of changing her title to duck so she can claim the glory.
