"Guk!"

It's about 12:17 AM here, so technically it's the 19th; however, I think the blogger program is an hour or two behind, so it will say a completely different time then when I actually posted an entry. About 30 minutes ago, Jack woke about with what I believe was a night terror, because when I went in his room and tried to comfort him, he had a really difficult time calming down and usually he calms down the minute I step foot in his room. I hugged him tight from his crib and kept reassuring him that mommy was there. He kept pointing at his dresser, while still crying, yelling out "Guk," but I had no idea what he was trying to tell me, which frusterated him even more. About a minute later, he finally calmed down and it was in that moment that a light bulb went off in my head. I realized he was trying to tell me that he wanted a drink of water from the cup that I always keep on his dresser. As soon as I asked him if that was what he wanted, he said "Guk," (drink) and when I handed him the water, he seemed so relieved that his need had been met. He finished off what was left in the cup, and I asked him if her wanted more, and he happily said "more," so I said "wait right here, I'll be right back." After he had his second helping of water, he put his gaga back in his mouth, laid down, and I covered him back up and said "I love you." Life with a toddler is so much more manageable when they are able to verbally tell you what they what. I could really get used to this...