First, a warning- you may have to reload this page after watching the first video to see the second....
Last Thursday, Eamon woke up with his second word, all wrapped up and ready to bestow on me the minute he got up.
But first: I've been trying to get video of his first word for a while, and Ray finally came up with the perfect opportunity on Saturday when Eamon woke up from his nap with it.
It is sort of worrisome when your child wakes up with (in tones audible from the floor below) "UH-OH".
I think he was commenting on the state of his diaper. Still not sure. But, since he was in the mood, we got this (via me hiding in the hall):
Note how deliberate he is about it.
Eamon's second word was equally useful. It took me a bit to realize that he rarely means it unless it comes with a firm headshake. Here's the video I shot for Ray last Thursday (excuse the one-handed videography):
If you can't hear his second word in the clip, it's the word I most dreaded.. "No".... Turns out it's pretty funny when he uses it when he doesn't really mean it. For our parents, I'm sure there's general amusement to be found here - go chuckle to yourselves. Quietly, please - we're talking over here.
What's up, Mom? We're just hanging out, eating some wings. 
Ya know, checking out the dogs on the deck, all that...it's a hard life.
He's come a looong way. Same swing (although he is in it backwards because, well, I didn't know there was a backwards). He loves the swings now. And the crawling about. Not so sure about the slides yet.... but he cried when I pulled him out of that swing, and was very happy when I put him back in.
He makes his own unique song.
Lo, it is a happy one, for spring is coming, the weather is warming, and he will return to the grounds of play.
It came with the other craigslist freebies. I'm sure he has no idea what/who it is (and I'm pretty sure it's Disney, but which one?) It does make me smile, particularly since he does know enough to try to make her "walk" across his tray.
It's one of his favorite toys. The scary thing is that he knows to point it at the TV. And he doesn't see TV watching five days of the week...
I mentioned that we rearranged the couches last weekend. This included Ray cleaning all the floors (yay!) Eamon is usually in the Bjorn when Ray vacuums, so the minute Ray started cleaning, Eamon was at his feet, arms up to be picked up. 
He likes to "help".
And, of course, one should follow hard work with a mango break (note half the couch in the background).
The changes are slower, less obvious, until they smack us in the face like they did yesterday. He gets whatever we're eating, although he'd far prefer that this involve yogurt or noodles. He's constantly narrating his world, although we still don't understand most of it. He patently understands us, although he prefers to ignore that fact when convenient. He uses signs, although I've yet to see one really make sense ("milk" when he is drinking, and then sometimes at random.. "where", at random... "all done", sometimes, when we don't get him out of the highchair fast enough). "Uh-oh" remains his main discernible word.
Whatever, Dad, I can get down from here just fine... and I'm outta here!
