Uh Oh.

Zach's newest, most favorite word (aside from "buh" in all of it's incarnations) is: UH OH. He says it many, many times each day, for any number of events. It's cute as heck, but I always feel like I have to respond, in case it's a real UH OH.

Also, we are heavy into communication frustration in our house. Zachary has big ideas and no way to adequately share them with us, which leads to big frustration on both sides of the equation. I know this stage will pass, and he will begin communicating with us in a language we can understand, but it almost can't happen soon enough. For all of our sakes.