growing up

Today was a bittersweet day for me. Tripp said butterfly for the first time. He used to call them "flea-flies", and I have to say I am sad to see it go. He's started speaking so much better lately, and I'm really missing some of my favorites including:
"pet-za" for pizza
"baby suit" for bathing suit
"shillard" for- can you guess?- lizard

He's also been singing a lot (still trying to capture evidence on film).
I love his rendition of Ba Ba Black sheep:
Blah Blah BLACK SHEEP
HELLO WOOL

or "Hap Boot day to You"

Aahhh, growing up. At least he still wants to sit on my lap and cuddle.

For now.