Oh good, he's getting louder!

It used to be that pretty much only Brent or I could easily figure out what Parker was saying. That actually comes in handy with random thoughts that turn into statements (or declarations) from a toddler's little brain!

On Saturday, we took Parker to Cherry Creek to play in the kid's area and burn off some energy. We happened to go really early so Brent could get his hair cut nearby, and before the crowds and crowds of parents and kids showed up.

In fact, there was only one other little boy there when we came. He was quite a bit younger than Parker, but his parents were probably in their 40's. The dad was running around and playing with is son and acting really silly. Of course, Parker thought this looked pretty fun and kind of joined in. Parker was trying to get a little bossy with the man, but the man just kind of ignored it.

At one point Parker couldn't see the man anymore so he stood up on top of one of the climbing toys, put his little hands up to his mouth as a make shift megaphone, and started calling out... "Grammaaaaa? Gramaaaa?"  Oh my word. I tried to tell him the man was not his Gramma, he was the other baby's daddy - but he could not be convinced.

I suppose it wouldn't have been so bad had we not been the only people in the area! Oh dear.