Heath has just started to say his name.
It’s so precious and I just can’t handle his tiny high pitched voice.
The brothers don’t say many words, but what they do say I cherish because its just so very precious. When I asked him to say his name last week, Heath surprised me and said, “HEEEE” !! I ask him to say it all of the time now, because it just makes my heart swell five hundred times larger than normal.
He is so proud of himself when he says it. He gets the ca-utest smile on his face:
Oh sweet boy, my little free-spirited, rough and tumbly little Heath, I never, ever, ever want to forget how you first said your name. You are such a gift, precious boy.