Please

Parker has recently increased his vocabulary.  It's funny how quickly he learns words now.  For awhile now he has been saying Daddy, Ball, Balloon (well, his version of balloon), All Gone (he just says gone, but he raises both his hands up to show that nothing's there anymore.  Too cute!), and Hi.  He wasn't really saying Mommy, at least not often enough that I've ever heard him do it, but then all of a sudden, he was trying.  He calls me Bobby.  Okay, so I was sad that he wasn't actually calling me Mommy, but happy that he was trying to call me something at all.  Greg made me see an even brighter side to it after saying, "Well, he can always call you Bob!"  I guess Bobby will do.  :)  He also has names for his grandparents... Grandpa is Papa and Grandma is Baba.  Uncle David is the only one who seems to have a name other than for us and for the grandparents... he is Dada, not to be confused with Daddy.  Well, I guess we should also mention Winston (Greg's family's dog)... if it wasn't for him, Parker wouldn't be saying Puppy.  And for Parker's most recent word... PLEASE!  Yay!  I couldn't be happier.  I feel like I've solved a lot of Parker's whiny moments.  In the car today, Parker was getting restless in between the bits of graham crackers I was giving him, but every time he started to cry I would hold out a piece of graham cracker and say, "What do you say?"... and then he would immediately stop crying, look at me, and say, "Peaaa!" (his version of the word).  What a polite little boy he is becoming!  I just love that he is understanding more and more of what I say to him.