And then, on Friday

I came home and Alastair said, "Daddy, I love you." It took a few minutes, but I realized he'd pronounced the letter "L". Whoa.

So now he can handle every phoneme in the English language. Huzzah!

He's been tossing out L's all weekend. Singing the alphabet, spelling his name, slowly pronouncing his whole name, and professing his love.

And then we watched race cars. More on that later.

I love my boy!