First Word

I have an exciting "first" to report for baby Quinn. Yesterday we were doing our usual and playing with his toys when he stood up using the recliner to get a better look at Leeroy. Quinn has been especially vocal lately with his gibberish and I have just been waiting for the first purposeful "momma" to come out, but alas, Leeroy is the object of his affection, so of course, Quinn's first directed word was towards him. While Quinn was looking at Leeroy I was telling him to say "Hi kitty kitty," like I always do. Much to my surprise and sheer joy, Quinn copied what I said and greeted the cat. It was a little muffled and slurred, but there was no mistaking what he said. Christian didn't believe me when I told him so I again told Quinn to say "kitty kitty," and even Christian won't deny what he heard. Am I jealous of Leeroy? Very. But I am overjoyed to see Quinn growing and learning to do new things. And Leeroy better look out because next time I may be a little slow to stop Quinn from getting his tail.