But, he has been so much fun at home...he is always ready for some rough housing, he LOVES to have someone read to him, he eats most everything, when Trent walks in the door from work or down the stairs after they haven't seen each other in awhile, Kent gives a loud squeal and his face lights up and his hands go as outstretched as humanly possible.
He waves good bye. He says "Thanks". He will click his tongue for milk. He says "blah blah" for blanket. And if you try to give him a different one than Trent's old baby blanket or the blue and red checkered blanket, he'll toss them to the floor and beg for you to keep searching for the right one. He definitely knows what he wants. Tonight, as we all kicked 2 soccer balls around our rock filled backyard, Kent was as happy as a clam going back and forth between any of us and trying to get even a hint of the ball. He sure is at a fun age.
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