Marti Reads to Andy and Me

Hi everyone,
Here I am with Mama and Dada's longtime friend Marti E. Unfortunately, her face is totally blurred, but you can see her four-year-old son Andy. He is my idol! I say his name over and over when we're together, but I prefer to pronounce it "Adny."--Love, LK
P.S. Tonight, at just about exactly eighteen months old, I did something for my parents that was a good demonstration of my "developmental stage." I picked up my "Bright Baby Colors" book, which I don't read anymore, and I started naming what was pictured on the pages. I said: "Cheese," "Duckie," "Ball," "Leaf," "Flower," "Girl," "Shirt," "Milk," "Bike," "Fish," "Mrow" (for cat), "Shoes," "Car," "Spoon," "Coins," "Bread," "Cookie," "Goat," "Hi" (which means "parrot") and "Bunny." The only two words I didn't know were "blueberries" and "pear." This is only a fraction of my working vocabulary. Today I learned and pronounced the word "Nasty." I also say the names of my schoolfriends: "Cody," "Olivia," "Raye," "Tiger," "Alex," "Fletcher." I say the names of "Bee," "Fly" (butterfly), "Horse," "Ele(phant)," "Bug," "Batman," "Diane" (my doll), and I say all the more practical things toddlers say like "Milk," "Eat," "Nigh-nigh" and many more. I'm not counting many words I know, including, offhand: "Truck," "Monkey," "Bear," "Bus," "Drink," "Ride," but if I were my mama, I'd quote to you from the child development book: "At two years old, your child will speak with a rapidly expanding vocabulary of fifty or more words." I'm admitting this lexicon online, but don't ask me to perform for you! Today the priest blessed me at the communion rail and I laughed at the funny man.