The Pooklet is very good about saying "Bye-Bye." Last night, leaving the Christmas Eve service, he heard a nearby dog barking and shook his hands with fear of the "whoa-whoa (dog)" but when we explained that we were leaving, and ushered him into the car, he said, "Bye-bye, whoa-whoa."
Today, after he went to the toilet, he waved as I flushed his morning poo: "Bye-bye, poo."
He's also been saying "Bye-bye," as I lower him into his crib each night, but then he'll start crying as if he didn't associate his polite farewell with me actually leaving him there.
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