While we were home the past six weeks, we often practiced speaking in sentences. Well, Shawn and I always speak in sentences but now we're trying to teach Tyler. He's getting good at it too. Instead of just saying "more" he can say "More, please, dada." A few days ago I sat him on the ledge of the bathtub and he fell backwards, hitting his head on the bottom of the tub. There was no water in the tub but it was still traumatic. I felt awful because had I not been distracted by the ten million things I was trying to do at once, I would never have sat him there. But now every time he sees the bathtub, Tyler reminds me of my stupidity saying "Bathtub go bonk." Yes, Tyler, you did go bonk in the bathtub. As much as I'd rather not remember that moment, I suppose his constant reminder is keeping me more aware of my actions.

I'm working on teaching him to answer questions. So the next time someone asks him what his name is, or how old he is, he can answer them instead of just saying "Elmo." There are a few problems with this. First of all, he still firmly believes his name is NaNa and proudly says so whenever we ask him to say Tyler. Also, I just don't know how I feel about teaching him to talk to strangers. He's very outgoing as it is and always goes out of his way to say hi and bye to strangers so I'm not so sure I want him carrying on a dialog with them. But, he recently answered a question I asked him: "What are you going to be for Halloween?" and he answered "Rog." It was a correct answer! He's got a furry green frog costume hanging in his closet that he can't wait to wear!