He's squeezing Thomas for some reason.
He pushes the tank engines off the ottoman and yells, "Oh no!"
He bit off the cookie man's head and said, "Ouch."
He's saying something here that I couldn't decipher.
Reid can say his own name now. A little boy on our street is named Nathaniel, he's the same age as Reid. We were playing with him this week and he could say his name. I thought that maybe Reid could say his too, but never tried to teach it to him before. At dinner Jeff said, "I'm Daddy, that's Mommy, what's your name? Is it Reid?" Nothing. I said all that again and he said, "Reid" (sounds like Widt) and we all cheered! Now you ask him his name and he says, "Widt, yaaaay!"
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