For our records, because it was so freakin' cute, though really - no one else will probably enjoy it as much unless you're somehow related to the CUTEST FREAKING KID IN THE UNIVERSE.

(That'd be Sammy, in case you were somehow unclear on that.)

So his language has simply exploded the past week or so, and it is just so much fun. I was putting him to bed tonight when he spied the bear on his shelf. "Teehy bear?" I gave it to him. He then saw the giraffe - "Gi - rahf?" Because I can't deny this kid a single thing, into his bed went the giraffe.

"More bear?"

And so it went - "More bear? More bear?" until it was a game, and I was in his closet digging out all the stuffed monkeys he was given when he was born. Once we got to ten additional bears in bed with him - I had to cut him off. It was getting a little snug in there, considering he already had all five Backyardigans, his L'il Heart and L'il Samson, Cookie Monster, dinosaur, Snuggle Puppy and his plastic Mickey Mouse (Minnie's gone missing and we fear she may have had an unfortunate run-in with the garbage can, as throwing things out is one of Sammy's greatest joys).

And then he started counting all of his bears.

"One... two... free... fouh... fiyh..." all the way to eleven, and then paused and continued.

"Fouh...teeeeeen."

Apparently pleased with himself, he took Mickey and flopped down on his pillow, a huge grin on his sleepy little face.

Seriously - every stage is just the best thing ever.