Griffin’s best friend is a big stuffed frog. We didnt get too creative with naming, so we call him Mr. Frog. Since Griffin can’t clearly pronounce “frog”, he calls his friend “bock”. Bock goes EVERYWHERE that Griffin goes. The other night I tucked Griffin into bed and he asked me for a book. I gave him one, because sometimes he likes to flip through the pictures as he falls asleep. Instead, he pulled Bock up on his lap and started “reading” him the book! He didn’t even care that I left and pulled the door closed. CUTEST. EVER. SO proud of my little boy.