"more","please", and "all done": Things Witten can sign.
An electric screwdriver, a car, and a howling dog: Things Witten loves to imitate.
He's not giving lectures on predestination versus free will, but what's written above is testimony that, once again, my paranoia and fear of him being behind developmentally are stupid. I love it when, in the midst of some worry or another, God reaches down, pats me on the back and says, "Chill, child, I've got this."
|His goofy smile.|
"Daddy, you're too dirty to help me down. You need to get out of the van. Mommy won't like that. We need to make Mommy happy."
*That's my boy!*
|You can't not love me. I'm adorable!|
be blessed, readers!