We’re madly in love with weeyam, aka “hambone”, who is growing (his ears!) in a chart topping manner.   He learned how to sign “more” yesterday and has practiced its power today.  He’s laughing, playing, saying “dada” and “bomma” and generally stays in a fabulous mood.  He loves his big brother and it is very sweet to see them snuggle or wrestle or laugh with/at one another.

His athleticism?  He does sit up, scootch his body backward, but we can report nothing else.

Do we have an intellect in the family?

dcb
“A whiting bumped into a sailboat.  He didn’t know where he was going.”
marker on paper
november 18, 2009