So yesterday, as we were in the kitchen making dinner, the kid goes over to my stash of 2-liter Diet Coke bottles on the bottom shelf of a worktable and proceeds to count them off, "1-2-3-4-5-6-7," as my wife and I stare in awe.
While we knew she knew the words for some numbers, whenever we'd ask her how many of anything there were, the answer was almost always "onetwothree."
Related: talk about parallel play; Dooce likens hearing the kid counting to an acid trip; and then her and Jon's relatives give their kids Diet Coke in a baby bottle. We are so far behind.
Right on...a very proud moment, I'm sure. :) The individual notes on your own family are always nice in addition to the product type stuff.