While playing in the sandbox at the park today, another parent asked me DS' age, to which DS breezily interjects, "I'm 20 months old." He then went on to make construction equipment noises while digging.

Earlier in the day, he made my heart melt by reaching up for a hug and saying with coquettishly blinking eyes and a big Cheshire Cat grin, "I am Mummy's sweetie pea." Is he ever!
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.