Occasionally, I feel like we are playing the game Mad Gab with him......it should be in everyone's game collection. You read the card with words that make no sense to your teammates. If they listen close enough, a real sentence/phrase you are trying to guess will become obvious.
Example: the card will say "Ice Mail Ask Hunk", and the answer is......."I smell a skunk"
"Sand Tack Laws" = Santa Clause
"Thigh Sing Gone Thick Ache" = the icing on the cake
Griffin will be so persistent with us and repeat what we don't understand over and over and over, we take a guess, and he says "no, then immediately repeats it". Poor guy. Just when I start to feel bad, it will hit me! Good times.
I know from another croup visit to the doctor that he currently weighs about 31 lbs. Woowee! I can tell too. Between a very large baby bump and trying to haul him on my hip at times, it's a wonder I don't lose my balance and fall on my face constantly.
Griffin also has developed an obsession with his clothes......certain shirts in particular. The few that we have with either Batman, Spiderman, Superman, or Thomas the train are in constant rotation. The only way to get him in anything else is to lie and say they are all dirty.
We are making huge progress in potty training. Stay tuned for how that turns out, I don't want to jinx it but we are almost there.
You'll see he's also really into reading books himself lately to who/whatever will listen. Here are pictures of the hunk for your enjoyment:
tonight, Bobby was learning about everything in the latest Ranger Rick, Jr. magazine |
removing Bobby from the chair = scary pouty face |
oh my! he looks so old...and serious. I love it!
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