Conor spends most of his day, it seems, sitting in his high chair because he's always hungry. He's growing like crazy and picking up speed. His vocabulary is just starting although it's really only understood by Mom & Dad so far. Most things are a "DAT!" with a pudgy finger pointed at them. He uses "words" for - all done, tractor, banana, drink, juice, puppy, and others I can't think of - and says "cat" very clearly as poor old Vera is still a victim of abuse whenever she ventures out of her little cave. Conor isn't a picky eater (as anyone can tell from the size of him) and he's still a very happy kid. His newest thing is giving kisses. He runs across the room with his mouth wide open smiling and, if you're not watching, will take off your nose with a head-butt. He loves to be outside and spent an hour out walking with Daddy and Jasper today then told me the whole story in his own words when he came in from the cold. He's a precious little boy who's tough as nails with a heart of gold like his Daddy.