Every parent in the world dreams to be as happy as I am.
Elliot said his first full phrase last night. Before you get too excited - yes, it was in complete 17-month old gibberish, but we understood it.
Here's the scenario: We're hanging out in the living room and that damn cat gets up on the table. I do my usual mean-toned "Sienna! Get! Down!" About three seconds later comes this morsel of intelligence:
Nenehh Git Gowww!!
Then he turns to smile at me, flashing that "aren't you proud, mom?" look.
I died laughing. And yes, I was proud.