Dano has a favorite Christmas song right now: "Jingle Bells," specifically the jazzed-up Barbra Streisand version. He recognizes it as soon as it starts, and he dances to it and 'sings' "Jing, jing, jing" while it plays (which is also how he asks to hear it).
He's fourteen months old now, and has a vocabulary of nearly thirty words. A lot of them are only recognizable to us, but anyone could understand quite a few, like "daddy," "apple," and "up." And is that boy ever strong! Yesterday he grabbed a forty-two-pound dumbell and started dragging it across the floor. Not rolling it, dragging it. We're doomed.
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