Last night at dinner Zachary's response to the waiter who asked what dressing he would like on his salad was, "Is it possible to get a Caesar salad with that instead?" Doesn't seem so special now, but he just looked and sounded like such a grown boy the way he said it. Like one of those turning points that happens without any big fanfare. No more ordering off the kids menu and ordering Caesar salads all by your self. I am sure there isn't a place in the baby book for that one, but the sweet way he smiled and laughed when I commended him for being so polite was priceless.
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