Ever since we were at the Candy Depot, so basically for three days, I have been trying
to get Nolan to say “Taffy” or a reasonable facsimile thereof. He would look at me and smile the cutest smile ever. He would nod and say yes. He would give me every indication that he wanted it, but he wouldn’t say it…
until this morning when we were out shopping. Melanie was so worried that I had left the taffy at home, but I was prepared, and he absolutely loved it.
In fact, he earned another one for the same feat this afternoon.
Good boy, Nolan!
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