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Now that we have Spider nailed down, new hand-word combinations have arisen. This morning, out of nowhere, he started clapping. For real. Both hands making contact, with the sound of palms slapping against one another. I’m not sure how it started. Did I say “Clap” or did I start singing the “Clap clap clap” song? . . . → Read More: hand-word coordination I had a lot of hope about teaching the boy sign language. I attended an introductory class. I read a book, the studied the flashcards a number of times. From the first day we fed him solid foods I was using the sign I thought that kids need most. Two hands facing each other, fingers . . . → Read More: the itsy bitsy spider The verbal blue streak continues with: chair crab hippopotamus spiderman box top (as in jar and box) water hat turtle wallet He even took the top off a box, and when I put it on my head, he said “Hat!” (I have edited this post twice today to add new words he keeps revealing. “Turtle” . . . → Read More: some words we didn’t mean to teach him He doesn’t know how to say Hannukah yet, but lately he’s picked up a few more words. Animal sounds: He was facing off with the cat the other morning — each on either side of the childproof gate in the living room. The cat meowed. And Jonah meowed back. And continued to meow at the . . . → Read More: new words and fried potatoes Thank you everyone for the encouragement to be the me that I be. In the spirit of those boots (which I am not yet wearing because we are at present in some controversy over sizing — see below) yesterday I was inspired to put an outfit together that DIDN’T involve either yoga pants, flip-flops, or . . . → Read More: my awesomeness cannot be contained Dude. These boots are serious. Stomper girl. Biker girl. Coffee house barrista girl with tattoos and a Betty Page haircut serious. Super comfortable, too. But am I just too old? I’m 39, creeping up on 40. Boots like this need flouncy skirts, or kilts maybe. Private school uniform skirts. Cunning tights. Polka dots, stripes. . . . → Read More: am i too old to rock these boots? The boy says “Hi” all the time now. He says it with a little inflection. And a smile. Sometimes he sounds southern. Always he sounds like he’s flirting, a touch mischievous. He says it to women pretty much wherever we go. In stores, cafes, etc. He says it to me mid-nursing, he says it during . . . → Read More: the wave Jonah re-instituted the two-nap regimen this week. One at 10 a.m., one at 5:00 p.m. Each about one hour long. And still he goes to bed at 6:30. And sleeps till 6:00 a.m. or a smidge later. Today he made it to 6:45. He wakes up after the second nap just long enough to change . . . → Read More: sleep: miraculous and strange |
 
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