Black Eye, Billy Goat, and Ma-ma

So, I've done a few new things lately.  I have been saying "da-da" for a while now.  I like how it sounds.  I say it all the time when I'm laughing, smiling, playing, and having fun.  Now, I have finally started saying "ma-ma."  Only difference is I say it, not when I'm happy and smiling, but when I am screaming and crying.  I guess I know that "Mama" will come save me and try to make me happy when I am sad and mad, so I call for her then.  But, she doesn't really like that I only say her name when I'm crying.  (Secretly I think she likes that I say her name at all, even if I do say it when I am crying).  

My other new trick is to answer Mommy and Daddy when they say, "What does a billy goat say?"  I make the sound.  (I will try to let Mommy get a video of this soon so that you can hear the sound I make, because I don't know how to spell the noise that a billy goat makes.  I asked Mommy how you spell it, and she said she doesn't know either.)  This is the only thing I will do on command.  Well, that and the Ray Charles head move...

Finally, my last piece of news is about my black eye.  I was playing with the wooden puzzle piece at school one morning last week and I thought it might be fun to try to head-butt it.  The puzzle piece won.  It hit me in the eye, and left a big bruise.  It's already looking a lot better, but it was my first real ouchie.  I didn't like it ... I cried for a little while.  But not for long. :)

Mommy and Daddy haven't taken many pictures lately, so I'll leave you with just one picture (since I just can't post without a picture!) from a couple weeks ago when we went to get my car seat checked out.  There was a fire truck there and I got to see it up close and I even talked to some firemen.  They were nice.