My father came into town today to help us move back to our homestate.  You’d think that pnut actually loved his grandfather or something.  Pnut is all over grandpa like white on rice.  He follows him around and makes him play all of pnuts little games with him.  When grandpa is around, pnut doesn’t want anything to do with his parents.  It is all grandpa, all the time.
Today while trying to finish packing up the house, we kept hearing pnut yell from the backyard for his “pa-pa”.  “pa-pa help me” “pa-pa, are you?” “pa-pa, swing me”.  Pnut has really picked up alot of sentences.  He can communicate alot better in the two months since we last saw grandpa.  He knows numbers 1-13 and half of his shapes.  It is still a little hard for pnut to say his shapes like triangle, rectangle, but he can say star, circle, and square just fine.