Pulling up

Today, Vincent pulled up on the sofa to stand on his feet, all by himself! (He was trying to chew on his brother's magazines.)

Brotherly empathy

Eddie was sitting at his little red table while Vincent started pulling up on the table leg. Suddenly, Vincent flung an arm out dramatically, leaned his head way back, slowly toppled over, and started crying. Eddie looked down and observed this, then looked up at me. "I didn't do anything to him," he reported.

Meanwhile, it seems like Vincent's first word might be "Eddie." He's made pretty clear "Eh-dee" sounds several times now (sometimes while drooling on one of Eddie's things.) Papa has mixed feelings about this.

Food sticks

Eddie had a ketchup packet we picked up at a burger truck. He decided he wanted to put it on some food. "What can I put it on?" he wondered.
"What do you think?" I asked.
"Hmm. I know! I will put it on sticks!"
"Sticks? Sticks aren't food!" I told him.
"Not sticks. Food sticks!"
"What are food sticks? Fish sticks?"
"No, not fish sticks. Food sticks."
I thought for a minute. "Do you mean French fries?"
"Yes!" said Eddie. "That's right. French fries are food sticks!"

PS: Reading this later, the dialog sounds un-natural, but this is actually the way Eddie was talking then.