Welcome to the family, Duck!

Today it seemed like Teresa was saying everything! She must no longer be relying on the "point and grunt" method to get through life. Even by breakfast, "milk" and "juice" were coming out more clearly than they ever have.
We took a little shopping trip this morning and the first thing I heard when we entered the store was, "Walk." And so she did. She did pretty well and pushed the cart with me for most of the time. The rest of the time she kept up behind me, checking things out as she went.
It was as she turned a corner in Menards that she came upon the dog toy aisle. There he was--"Duck!" She now scampered behind me, declaring "Duck! Quack, quack! Duck!" all the way. If nothing else, I figured this new stuffed green friend would be good speech therapy! I thought, "OK. Carry the duck around for awhile. By the time we check out, you will have forgotten about it."
Not quite. She would only let the cashier scan the tag while she held it. It looked like Duck was coming home with us. She shared her snack with Duck and took him through Walmart (where we found out he squeaks). He sat in on our lunch out with Aunt Amanda and checked out the newly remodeled bank where she works.
Duck has now earned a spot in the coveted bedtime friends circle. (It includes more than just those pictured.) We may have to move Teresa to a twin bed sooner than we thought just so she has room for all of her babies and stuffed zoo.
Welcome to the family, Duck! Sorry, Callie dog, this is one toy you won't be playing with!