Jimmy says "baby owl".

I feel like Jimmy went through a language "explosion" when we were in Florida last month over spring break. And his words just keep on coming at 17 months old. This morning, when I got him out of his crib, he picked up a stuffed owl and said "baby". I replied, "Yes Jimmy, that's a baby owl. Whoooo-whooooo!". Sweet Jimmy then said, "Baby owl. Whoooo!".

And, melt...