Andrew speaks

Tonight, Andrew pointed to my sweatshirt and said “letters!” We proceeded to have a speak-n-spell session where he pointed to a letter and I said its name. To balance out that stellar achievement, he’s become afraid of being sucked down the bathtub drain. It took both of us to get him in the tub tonight – one to hold the drain plug and the other to coax him in.
I’m going to miss this when he grows up, right?