gray cardigan: target, yellow shirt: swapped, scarf: made by me, black jeans: f21, boots: target
For the last few months we’ve been working on colors with Peanut. It took him quite a while to get the hang of it, and he’d go through phases where he’d guess one color (usually red) no matter what color you pointed to, and so many times I swore he was color blind, but finally one day, a few weeks ago, it clicked.
He still gets confused between black and brown, and red and orange, but it’s so funny when he walks up to me and says in his little high pitched and raspy baby voice, “what color’s dis one, mommy?”
Today, all day, he kept telling me about his “orness” (orange) shirt, and my “yewwow” shirt, and then climb on my lap and ask me one by one what all the colors in my scarf were. I’m so proud of him when he finally figures out how to say words correctly, but I’m seriously going to be so sad when he finally says “orange” the right way. It’s my favorite.