Matthew does a million cute and adorable things every day, but he's bound to outgrow one of my favorites any day now. And I will be so sad.
One day he woke up and just started saying "danidna." Throughout the day he said what sounded like "danidna," and then he shortened it to "dinda." For weeks he was saying "dinda" enthusiastically in all different situations, and we could not figure out what it meant.
Then one day it hit me: Matt was trying to say "ing" but it was coming out "dinda." He says it for rings, string, buildings, anything that ends with -ing, and now also for the sound that bells make.
Adorable.
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