The little guy has been coming home with some new skill everyday. Within the past week or so we've figured out he can count, sing his ABCs, sing "Twinkle-Twinkle Little Star", "Itsy-Bitsy Spider" (with hand motions!), and "Row Row Row Your Boat", which - fun fact - was the first and only song I ever learned to play on the guitar. Not that impressive seeing as how it's only an E chord. But he's also start asking for help; "Olp!?!" He'll get his cereal out of the corner cabinet, hold it up, and say, "Olp," for instance.
Two nights ago, as I was putting him to bed, he was being a little fussy and having a hard time going to sleep. So I was trying all the books I could and getting him his water, but nothing was working. All of the sudden he reached over for his big blanket, handed it to me, and said, "Olp." I wasn't sure what he wanted but when I took it from him he laid down on his belly, put his arms under himself, and looked up at me with the sweetest little smile. I covered the little fella up and he went right to sleep. It melted my heart! What an amazing blessing.
Totally unrelated is the following picture. He's getting to big!
"Olp!" could become one of those fun family words you're still using when the poor guy is 30.
ReplyDeleteJust as Cay and I still say "I SAID!" (You'll have to ask Emily for details of that story.)
Love,
Gramps
Hahaha, in my family it's still "I can DO it!"
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