Today we play ‘grumpy bear’ where the littleun pretends to be sleeping, and when I bounce the ball off the wall and it hits him, he jumps up and roars.
I think he got the idea from me, when the roles were reversed and I wasn’t just pretending to be asleep
I listened to a song today from one of my fav music groups, The Gregory Brothers.
Then I heard my grandson singing as he played with his cars.
And then I saw and heard this video of a woman hearing sound for the first time in her life.
I’m going to backtrack and re-listen to the first two again, but with a different perspective. http://youtu.be/S7LcNUxcQ8Y
I have a picture of a futuristic gladiator hanging by the back entryway.
The grandson was nervous about it. I assured him by saying it was a guard to stop bad guys from coming in the door.
So he repeats it back to me, and in his little kid accent it sounds like he’s saying, “God will save me” when he points to this.
I have to let his momma know what he’s really saying before he freaks her out one of these days and they are sitting at home, alone…
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I’ll have to stop referring to the grandboy as a toddler.
He doesn’t toddle as much as “lunge forward at full speed” nowadays.
To you and me, these look like apple slices.
To a 3.5 yr old boy these are racing snails.
Racing snails that scream when you chew them…
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The grandboy holds my hand while I use the vacuum cleaner so I won’t be scared
