Just a few notes, as I am suffering from a whopper of a head cold.
Walking with Spencer to the park now involves picking up " a wonderful rock".
He carries it all the way to the park and then usually sets it free by the community garden fence. Today there was two wonderful rocks, a mama and a baby. How sweet is that?Sweet enough to forgo the mild irritation at stopping every few seconds to take in this or that. Sometimes it's okay, but yeesh! A lot of rocks look the same! ( and leaves, and dirt piles, and driveways ) but he is becoming SO aware of his surroundings and must point out all actions taking place ( "That somebody is going for a drive." ) what ALL signs say ( sometimes the assement of said signs is correct, sometimes made up to fit the situation at hand, or just his favorite which is : Caution- DO NOT ENTER.
He has waned a bit on the " I'm miserable!" charade, but focuses all his attentions in a very motherly way towards his stuffed animals " What's wrong with the poor baby platapus?" " Ohhhh poor baby playtapus!"
He also got two new pairs of shoes for his quicly growing feet, one a pair of converse high tops just like his mama, and a pair of THOMAS THE TRAIN sneaks. He looks adorable in both, but we overshot size on the converse, so those will probably be more like winter fashion. When trying his shoes on he declared " I like tryin on shoes!" and then upon seeing how the Thomas sneaks looked went running up and down the aisle shouting " These look KEWL!"
He especially loved getting his foot measured.
go figure. I could have told him. You're going to have huge feet, just like mama and daddy!
I was able to procur a very old boom box which stil records, which he loves so expect tapes soon.
that's all for now- everyone ( barring myself ) is healthy and happy. ( i'm happy, just not healthy...)
j
Walking with Spencer to the park now involves picking up " a wonderful rock".
He carries it all the way to the park and then usually sets it free by the community garden fence. Today there was two wonderful rocks, a mama and a baby. How sweet is that?Sweet enough to forgo the mild irritation at stopping every few seconds to take in this or that. Sometimes it's okay, but yeesh! A lot of rocks look the same! ( and leaves, and dirt piles, and driveways ) but he is becoming SO aware of his surroundings and must point out all actions taking place ( "That somebody is going for a drive." ) what ALL signs say ( sometimes the assement of said signs is correct, sometimes made up to fit the situation at hand, or just his favorite which is : Caution- DO NOT ENTER.
He has waned a bit on the " I'm miserable!" charade, but focuses all his attentions in a very motherly way towards his stuffed animals " What's wrong with the poor baby platapus?" " Ohhhh poor baby playtapus!"
He also got two new pairs of shoes for his quicly growing feet, one a pair of converse high tops just like his mama, and a pair of THOMAS THE TRAIN sneaks. He looks adorable in both, but we overshot size on the converse, so those will probably be more like winter fashion. When trying his shoes on he declared " I like tryin on shoes!" and then upon seeing how the Thomas sneaks looked went running up and down the aisle shouting " These look KEWL!"
He especially loved getting his foot measured.
go figure. I could have told him. You're going to have huge feet, just like mama and daddy!
I was able to procur a very old boom box which stil records, which he loves so expect tapes soon.
that's all for now- everyone ( barring myself ) is healthy and happy. ( i'm happy, just not healthy...)
j
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