Grady said his first word earlier this week. Not mama or daddy. Not Kasha or hi. But...egg!
Egg, egg, egg, egg, he chanted as he sat on the floor and emptied plastic eggs from the carton.
We heard the word at least twenty times that day and several times the next. But would he repeat it for all his spectators at Grandpa and Grandma's house? Of course not! Grandpa and Grandma's toy eggs were all white; maybe his word only applies to eggs of the multicolored variety!