Then he got pecked by a chicken when we were feeding them clover treats. He looked at the chicken with a look, started to cry, stopped crying, and got mad. He picked some clover, threw is on the ground where the chicken couldn't reach it and said, "Doh!" His word for NO. I said, "Did the chicken peck you?" and he started crying all over again!
He has developed object association-or whatever those fancy-pants child developmental authorities call it. He puts shoes on his feet-although he owns none himself. He brushes his hair with combs and brushes-although he has little hair. And he know that Baby Einstein DVDs go in the DVD player...he just hasn't figured out how to get the DVDs out of the case first. But he knows how to turn the TV on and off, open and close the DVD player, and how to press play. He's brilliant! It must be the Baby Einstein movies!
