Our little man made 3 exciting discoveries yesterday:
- He can now scoot about rather efficiently on his bottom, getting from room to room in an upright sitting position. This works nicely with his talent for spinning.
- He can pull himself to his feet.
- He…well…he leaned over his fat little belly in the bath tub and saw something for the first time. Something of his. I could tell by the look he gave me that he thought it was a really cool and hilarious appendage.
Photo Sharing – Upload Video – Video Sharing – Share PhotosHis vocabulary consists of his own versions of Dad, Mom, dog, kitty, an occasional appropriate poo and yuck, and something that sounds like boo. I’ll leave that to your imagination, but I know exactly what it means.
He also sings Gaaaahhhhh during the doxology at church (as in, Praise Gaaaahhhhhd from whom all blessings flow) and Aaaaahhhhhhh during the Gloria Patri (as in, Aaaaahhhhmen)
Notice his emphatic clapping each time he stops scooting. I’m dangling a plain leftover pancake in front of him, and he is responding with his version of sign language for “please.” My daughter thought I might be able to pass the treat off as a cookie, but I don’t want to be a phony. I ate all the cookies myself. I’m real like that.