...and Mama makes three.

Three words, that is. Today Josiah said his first three-word sentence: "More cheese, Mama!" While mealtimes aren't quite the pinnacle points of his day that they once were, Josiah heartily enjoys his food, so it's no surprise that his vocabulary involves a lot of food terms. :) He's getting better and better at using his spoon, too. In contrast to these successes, we have some work to do on steering. Our little next door neighbor boy, Riley, gave Josiah this popping push toy this afternoon, telling us with sincere 2.5-year-old wisdom that "it's for babies." Josiah immediately forged a deep love-hate relationship with the thing. He thinks it's tremendously fun, but he sort of follows where it goes rather than steering it, so he's constantly (i.e., every 5 or 7 seconds) yelling "stuck! stuck!" as he has it jammed under a chair, run into a wall, or pushed against piece of furniture.