Ben's speech has been coming along very slowly. So when he says a new word, it is like gold to me. Normally if we ask him to say he is sorry, he will walk up to the "offended" person and give them a little hug. Today, while sitting at the table, he dropped a piece of toast on the carpet, peanut butter side down (of course).
He looked at me, blinked his little brown eyes, and said, "Tha-wee."
I couldn't love him any more.