We have a tiny travel scale used to weigh our bags so we don't go overweight. It looks a little like a clock and FFM was quietly playing with it today while I was packing for our trip and as he was turning it's knob I heard (it was in rough, toddler speak but you could understand exactly what he was saying):
"One, two, three, four, five, seven, six, seven, eight, nine."
I nearly fainted dead away with pride and I'm sure my heart burst a little. They're definitely here now, but FFM's words were slow to come and to hear that many all in a row, and to have him put them in context all on his own was amazing.

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