happy anniversary, my dear

over the years . . .

Union Square playground

The sandbox is a new favorite spot at the playground. He loves feeling the sand and helping me dig holes and make sand castles. He also likes watching the big kids.

In the mouth

The molars are starting to bulge, so everything goes in the mouth these days, often all the way to the back of the jaws. Amusingly, he has taken to carrying chew-toys with him in his mouth like a puppy dog, especially when he needs his hands free for climbing.

He doesn't say them yet but he knows the words for mouth and teeth (and head, hair, nose, ear, toes, feet, hands, belly, belly button, arms . . . maybe others I'm forgetting.) We think he has understood the sign for "pain" so maybe we'll be better equipped to handle this round of teething. The eight teeth he has now weren't so bad when they came in (four on top and four on bottom) but I suspect molars might take longer and be a bit more difficult.

"Cat!"

He has been saying "cat" since mid-March, but in the past month we finally got pictures of his game of chasing down the cats, pointing at them, and exclaiming "CAT!" in a happy loud voice. He seems proud of himself to be able to name things, and cats are among his very favorite things.

hi!

Since it has been a while since the last post, here's a smile to tide us over until the next update. This has been a busy time, and the kidlet has been adding more words and signs by the day.

Reconfigured Flora art opening

Looking at Grandpa Bob's and Great-Grandma Dorothy's art on display together in a show at the Susan Teller Gallery: