Henry speaks. All the time. He uses baby-babble so it’s not like he’s telling me “Look, mommy a 747!” But he does say “AaahhPppptt” and “Jsssss” (juice) and “Ack” (Jack). Speaking of “Ack”- I’ve had my feelers out for a bicycle because although the tricycle was a great idea he outgrew it in about 30 seconds.
At one point he wanted to ride in the stroller. (During the up hill part of course). So I turned the stroller into a tow truck and Jack sat on the front at Henry’s feet. I pushed and pushed and chugged and chugged, much in the spirit of the Little Engine That Could. But when I got to the top of my hill the little usurper got out and coasted down on his own.