While backing out of the driveway today, I had Peyton while Dave was taking Brandon. I turned around to look over my shoulder, and Peyton looked at me, and said, “Brudda?” She was so worried, and was looking frantically for Brandon. She kept pointing to the empty chair next to her and saying, “Brudda?” Later this afternoon, I was picking Peyton up, and she was dawdling, taking her sweet time. I told her we had to hurry to go pick up Brother. This lit the fire under her. She started waddling forward, with a quickened pace. “Brudda! I want Brudda.” She is now saying sentences. Well, “I want ___” usually it’s “water,” “milk,” or “this.”
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