My work here is done.

Many hours lately have been spent trying to rectify the grunting/screeching that we often get when Heidi gets frustrated or needs help.

Tonight we mastered a new word: Help.

And then proceeded to say "hep, hep, hep" about 200 times. Mom "hep" my daddy figurine's leg is bent and needs to be straight. Mom "hep" my daddy figurine's leg is straight and needs to be bent. "Hep" my daddy wants to go in the swing. "Hep" my daddy wants to get out of the swing. Hep. Hep. Hep.

Of course it was all worth it when I went back to help her for the 37th time and after I rescued the daddy figurine for her she spontaneously signed "Thank you."

Then I was the one saying "you're welcome" too many times.