This is what I called Judah's dancing chicken ... but I realized the other day it's actually a duck doing the chicken dance. *I don't get it.*
It's been a long day. Made longer by the fact that Judah was up from 4:30 - 6:30 am with a bad cough, and that Paul left for work 15 1/2 hours ago and *still* is not home.
Judah wouldn't go down for a morning nap and was just so miserable - poor guy was exhausted but couldn't stop coughing. So I dropped him off at his grandparents and ran to the store to get him some stuff. My "quick run" turned in to nearly two hours because the two stores I needed to get stuff from were packed and understaffed. It was insane.
When I picked him up he was even more exhausted but was sweetly cuddly. We cuddled a bit, I gave him some meds and rubbed vapor rub on his chest and put him down for his nap - he slept for four hours!!
And when he awoke he was delightfully sweet and fun and much more like his little self :)
Judah has a very limited vocabulary. His two favorite and most popular words are "daddy" (or "dada") and "Judah." He's said "momma" about a handful of times, but today said it twice.
And while at his grandparents he supposedly said "Grandpa" too. :)