Friday, October 23rd, 2009
Do not bring scary witches near out house. Charlie is not interested.
Tonight Charlie was in the bathtub and I was sitting on the floor next to it with Teddy on my lap. Teddy was watching Charlie very intently when Charlie looked over and started smiling. Teddy got really excited and started grinning and then Charlie got excited and started babbling at Teddy and Teddy started cooing back and they were really interacting and having fun with each other for the first time. It gave me the most wonderful feeling ever. I started crying.
Today when he saw a mother pig nursing her 10 piglets, Charlie pointed and said “Baby pigs, baby pigs’ Mommy!” then pointed to himself and said “Charlie” then to me and said “Charlie’s Mommy!” He was very excited. That’s right Charlie, just don’t confuse the mommies in this group.
At the pumpkin patch today Charlie really liked the pumpkins, a trough filled with corn kernels, a mulch mountain, and all the baby animals and their mothers. What he was not so sure about were the hayride (with scary witches, aliens, Michael Jackson, and safari animals) and the sarcastic cow-milking-guitar-playing farmer.
Turns out Huck’s favorite food is all foods. Runner up- graham crackers oddly enough.
I love hearing Charlie talk about gats (his Italian-influenced way of saying cats) and gucks (his own way of saying trucks).
C really likes to “interact” with books. When he reads Madeleine and the Cats of Rome, he wants to hold his little plastic toy cat in his mouth like the dog does on page 20 of the book; when he reads the Nature Conservancy magazine with the picture of a vole eating a strawberry, he wants to do the same; when he reads Inside Lacrosse, he needs to hold his stick; and when he watches Sesame Street (which is not reading, I realize) he has to hold an Elmo doll. Way to get into it C.