Bashion

Seb's name for himself is Bashion. Funny how it rhymes with fashion. Maybe he will be some kind of fashionista one day. The boy definitely does NOT mind getting dressed. In fact, I would venture to say that he enjoys it!  He hasn't yet started to choose what to wear but when the day comes, watch out world!

He said his name for the first time last Thursday. Pat and I were calling him because dinner was ready and he wouldn't come. Instead, he kept playing in his guarded off playroom (aka corner of the living room), pretending not to hear us.  It went something like this: "Sebastian, dinner is reeeeeeady".... As to which he replied:

"Baaaaashion, Bashion, Bashion"  At first we didn't notice him even saying anything but then it dawned on us that he was saying his own name! Wahahahah! Clever boy! You still gotta eat!  His appetite has somewhat decreased of late, but tonight it seemed to magically reappear. He scarfed down his chicken primavera dish so fast, I didn't even have time to cool down a second helping before he began to sign for more, more. Just remember baby doll, carrots and green beans are YUMMERS for life!