Edward is majorly into Daddy worship these days. When he wakes up from an afternoon nap and I go in to retrieve him, his first word is almost always "Da?" As in "Where the heck is he?" This question pops up frequently throughout the afternoon. We often head outside (now that it's not raining or 99.9 percent humidity) to "look" for Dad, even up to an hour before he's expected home. Luckily there are many distractions outside while we wait for John to pull up through the alley. If we point at John's car and say "Who's car is this?" he says, "Da!" On Saturday while we were outside, Edward began demanding "bubble, bubble!" The "l" sound is not distinct, but this is one of his words. I got up to get the bubbles and sat down to begin blowing them for him and he screamed "No no!" reaching for the jar. He is not allowed to hold the open jar, just the wand. So I put the lid back on and gave it to him and he trotted down the ramp and over to where John was sitting on the patio, handing him the bubbles. Guess I know where I stand.
As noted, the weather finally broke on Friday and we had an absolutely gorgeous weekend. Cool and comfortable--a hint of the approaching fall, my favorite season. It was cool enough for long pants so Edward tried out some jeans that have been languishing at the bottom of his drawer for months. He looks so grown up, but if you look closely, there's a Peter Rabbit tucked under his arm to remind us he's still our baby. For church on Sunday he tried out his new shoes--very stylin'. It was nearly impossible to get a picture though because he knows he can see our saved pictures on the camera and demands to see "baby, baby!"The see-saw between "baby" and "big boy" tipped the other direction on Monday morning when John offered him a bite of banana, and Edward insisted on holding the whole thing by himself. He managed a few bites and played with the peel a bit before discarding it. He's been a bit picky with his eating the last few days. Today very congested, so I guess he's probably coming down with a cold.
Edward impressed the heck out of his daycare teachers today with something we thought was quite routine. While outside on the playground he suddenly heard the sound of a lawn mower across the street and proclaimed "lawn mower!!" They were apparently floored by this bit of vocabulary, but we've heard it all summer. Edward is fascinated by lawn mowers, pointing them out when we're driving and even stopping in his tracks on Sunday to stand on our front walk and watch our neighbor across the street tackle her lawn. I'm sure she hadn't realized it could be a spectator sport. I guess they don't get much mowing action near the daycare. As with "bubble" the "l" is not clear and neither is the "r" at the end, but you can clearly tell what he's saying. It sounds like of like "maw mow." He also says "thank you," though it sounds more like "day doo." He can use the sign for "please" but only does so with lots of reminders and prompting. Still, these are little niceties in his otherwise demanding world.
