My son's first word was ball. Ball, ball, ball! He loves playing ball. We think with his love of playing ball and the athletic ability he inherited from me, he's gonna make a great sports fan.

And now he says everything. At three he's saying everything so much so that my mother-in-law now spells so that he won't catch onto things. But she doesn't get it right. She's like,' Don't let him S-E-E the candy. And certainly don't let him E-A-T the candy!"