Yesterday I laid Jack down for his morning nap. He held on to this little red ball the whole time I rocked him. I put him to bed with it. Then I hear screaming and this . . . "MAMAMAMAMAMA BAWWWW!" I walk in to find him standing on his tip toes in his crib reaching as far as he can over the side. The ball was on the ground. I picked it up for him, handed it to him and he laid down and went right to sleep. Perhaps I am over analyzing, but I am pretty sure that was his first semi-sentence!