Last time we measured Carson, I believe he was about 33 inches tall. He talks up a storm - adding new words daily. The only problem is that no one can translate for us. He LOVES cars - all shapes, all sizes. Cars go with us everywhere and they are a must for eating out in restaurants. He doesn't understand the idea that he's going to be a big brother soon, but he will point to my belly and say "baby". When we lay down for naps, Carson puts a car on my belly for the baby to hold - at least he's willing to share.

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