Some things I've been meaning to record:
Alex can't hold up just two fingers. He can hold up one (his index finger), two (trying to do "thumbs up" is sort of like making a "p" in sign language), or varying degrees of all five. He loves to count. He's very good up to two, most of the time to three, but usually skips over four and goes straight for five, unfolding his hand as he goes. Sometimes, he spontaneously counts items, like when I return from the garage with a favorite treat -- clementines! "Un doo orangies!"
He's been pluralizing things lately by adding -ies to everything. I love when he catches me before I put my socks on: "No sockies, mama." It's all rather amusing.
Ever since our B&B stay in Texas where there were nearly a dozen cats, kitties have been an object of fascination. He often pretend to be a kitty, and plays in the "kitty house" (when he dives under our sheets or other blankets). If you ask him what kitties eat, he'll answer "cat food".
He very seldom makes beginning consonant sounds.
He found his Ms in Texas! I'm happy to have graduated from "Nana" to the more-proper "Mama". The Nana in our book about grandparents continues to cause confusion.
Alex went sledding for the first time on Thursday. He looked like a pro, always going down by himself -- even backwards! He loves the snow. Over the weekend, we were out in the yard making snow angels. I think he was concerned when I first laid down in the snow: "Mama fall down -- boom!"
Alex can't hold up just two fingers. He can hold up one (his index finger), two (trying to do "thumbs up" is sort of like making a "p" in sign language), or varying degrees of all five. He loves to count. He's very good up to two, most of the time to three, but usually skips over four and goes straight for five, unfolding his hand as he goes. Sometimes, he spontaneously counts items, like when I return from the garage with a favorite treat -- clementines! "Un doo orangies!"
He's been pluralizing things lately by adding -ies to everything. I love when he catches me before I put my socks on: "No sockies, mama." It's all rather amusing.
Ever since our B&B stay in Texas where there were nearly a dozen cats, kitties have been an object of fascination. He often pretend to be a kitty, and plays in the "kitty house" (when he dives under our sheets or other blankets). If you ask him what kitties eat, he'll answer "cat food".
He very seldom makes beginning consonant sounds.
He found his Ms in Texas! I'm happy to have graduated from "Nana" to the more-proper "Mama". The Nana in our book about grandparents continues to cause confusion.
Alex went sledding for the first time on Thursday. He looked like a pro, always going down by himself -- even backwards! He loves the snow. Over the weekend, we were out in the yard making snow angels. I think he was concerned when I first laid down in the snow: "Mama fall down -- boom!"
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