Lately, I feel like I wake up to a new baby each morning. Every day he does something new, and I find myself wondering if someone comes in and teaches him these things while we all sleep. He now knows his ABCs and almost in the proper order--he tends to get his "LMNOP" a little mixed up. And then last week, I was in the kitchen when I heard a little voice counting to 10. I remember thinking that it was on Sesame Street, until I went in the living room and realized it was Caleb. Now, being the proud mamma that I am, I have tried on several occasions to get him to perform these tricks for a group of my friends. He, of course, looks at me like he has no earthly idea what an "a" or a "8" is. So to those of you, who I tried this with and who happen to be reading this, I really didn't make it up! We are still in the house hunt, but are getting closer to narrowing it down to one or two homes that we love. We have to find something soon, since our lease ends in October, and we have very much outgrown our little townhome. So that is where we found ourselves on the Fourth of July: house hunting and eating lots of ketchup. I have tried to keep it away from Caleb for as long as possible, but he has discovered it (thank you daddy) and now would rather eat it then the food that comes with it. You know, who can really blame him?
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