Charlie has blessed us with the gift of motion and the gift of chatter. Is that an odd combination for a male? His first distinguishable words are: mom, dad, no, stop and don't. It must be a survival mechanism.
His favorite game is to wack me on the arm while riding in the grocery cart and shout, "Don't!" He thinks it's funny when I shout "don't" back at him.
Honestly, I'm not surprised.
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