Bye-bye

Kevin's first word was, actually, "bye-bye". Technically, it was a lot closer to "bu-bu", but it was definitive - he knew that he said it when people or (more importantly) cars/trucks went away. (Truck "uck" was word number two - which tells you where we rank in the heirarchy of his world.) Recently, Kevin has really been wanting to explore the world outside the house.

Normally, this is a good thing. It has certainly made running errands easier. All I have to do is mention "bye-bye" and he starts for the door. He also heads for the door when I grab his socks, shoes or coat, or when my wife starts getting ready for work in the morning. He pounds on it, saying "Bye-bye" until one of us comes to get him.

The downside, of course, is that he wants to go out. A lot. All the time. He'll play in the house, but whenever he gets bored, or sees something outside that catches his eye, he's headed for the door.

It's still a little chilly, but I think this weekend, we will fill his sandbox and move some of his outside toys (like his little red wagon) up from the basement, so that trips to the backyard are at least a little easier.