Greyson loves to use names. He learns names pretty fast: friends, teachers, relatives, and even parents/grandparents. It's super cute to hear him tell Pops and Jo that their "real" names are Frank and Nancy. He surprised me by answering correctly when Jo asked him what his mama's name is, while we were in Buffalo.
Last night Mike told me a story about a conversation he had with Greyson the day before. It went a little something like this:
G: knock knock
M: who's there?
G: Greyson!
M: Greyson who? Greyson Patrick...
G: Mulvihill!
I'm not sure who taught him - but he knows his last name! He is thrilled with our delight when he says it, so he has taken to saying it a lot. Sometimes it comes out Mullhill, or Mulmihill, but it's always adorable.
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