Hey, KK!

I've mentioned before H's love for his aunt Karen - or KK. He loves her! Yesterday he carried on a long conversation with her on my phone. She would say something to him, and he would either repeat it or mumble some sort of response. He loves to call her on the phone or see her on the webcam.

But, when KK is at work or unavailable, he has to get creative to talk to her. Today, he "called" her on the TV remote control, the receiver to the baby monitor, and on a (very dull) butter knife at supper time:

Most conversations go something like this: "Hey, KK. hey KK, hey KK, KK, KK, KK. Are you? (as in - How are you?) KK. Hey, KK, Wub You. Are you? KK, KK, KK. " and so on.


He has also been known to call her on a stick, little pan from his kitchen, and many other household items.

We love you, KK!