Brennan and I have been reading books since 6:30 this morning, and it is now twenty to nine. (I know, I know... It's a good thing. But sometimes I like to eat or go to the bathroom!) Anyway, the last story we read is one about all of the things different Sesame Street characters love. At the end, it asks, "What are some things that you love?" His response was so cute. He said, "Nennan love Annie... love... Claudeo... love... Chloe... love... Gramma... love... Jenny... love... Nana... love... Mommy... love... Daddy... love... mans... love... books... love... dogs... love... cats." Then, later, when I was making his oatmeal, he felt the need to announce from his train table, "Love trains!!" I don't think there was ever any doubt. Jim and I were talking about love languages last night and I was wondering what Brennan's will be. Jim told me that right now Brennan's five love languages were trains, toast with jelly, going to the store, Veggie Tales, and books. That about sums it up.
But what does he love best? This is another topic that has come up lately. I've been trying to teach Brennan the concepts of "best" and "favorite." It's so hard to explain to him. He gets "more" when it comes to food, but comparing with more and most, best and better, etc. takes a long time to grasp. Jim and I were asking him the other night which animal he liked best: giraffes or elephants. His response? "Monkeys." We'll keep working on it, I guess.