Telephone

Little Boy has become quite a mimicker. He sweeps when I sweep  - with his golf club of course. He reaches between the cabinet and the refrigerator for the broom and dust pan. He helps with laundry and pretends to put lotion on my leg when I put lotion on his legs. LB also likes to talk on the phone. Certainly, Husband's phone and mine are preferable to the Fisher Price version, but even a block will do. If only I knew who LB was talking to, but it makes no difference. During the course of every conversation, he says, "Hello," talks and talks, and then, out of the blue cracks up, before saying, "Bye Bye!"

I'm not even going to ask what this "pretend play" means...but I'd guess he's practicing for his teenage years!