Dad here;

This afternoon LB and I were playing in his room when he decided it was time to go to sleep, after we were laying on the floor, I said "Goodnight little boy." To which he responded "Goodnight big man." I chuckled, that's a new one.

Later, we were outside and we saw a baby lizard (not sure how old, definately out for the first time this summer, about an inch and a half long in the body and maybe another inch of tail.) I caught it (much easier than with the full grown ones) and we looked at it for a while before letting it run free again. Then we went looking for more lizards. Sometime since we last went looking for lizards (a week or so ago, I think) he learned to look for lizards by looking around saying "Here lizard, lizard. Come here lizard." I didn't teach him and Judy says she didn't either...