Max says his first sentence (and it's a doozie)
First off, thanks to everyone for the amazing dose of perspective on yesterday's post about the woman with Down syndrome at Whole Foods. As Joyce wisely said, the main thing we want for our kids is happiness. So true. And, Gina? Max running a lavender farm? A purple slushie mobile? A "Purple Pit" store? The thought of that made my day.
While I was off at Blissdom, Dave taught Max something new that's really stuck. While I'd been hoping he'd show him how to make phyllo-crusted salmon and coconut layer cake, Dave had other ideas.
Last night's conversation:
Me: "Max, you can't sleep in our bed, you have to go sleep in your own!"
Max: "Reee i isss: Nooooooooooooo."
Translation: "Read my lips: Nooooooooooooo."