Mr. Communicator

Mr. Communicator is working hard today. This morning we were playing and he started rubbing his sleepy eyes. Then he walked over to me looked me in the eye and said clear as a bell, "ni ni". So off to bed he went and went right to sleep. He is a genius! We went to the park and he loved watching the kids. He stuck right by me for over half an hour, watching intently and imitating the big kids with his little spoon and bucket. Then he started walking around and visiting. Jack didn't like the swing much, it seemed to scare him, but he really enjoyed the park overall. [Joan]

But, Grandpa...

Ken said he was going to take a shower, and Kiva immediately jumped up and said “I’ll take a shower with you grandpa”. Grandpa said “no that’s ok, not this time” in a flustered way. Kiva then looked at him with those liquid blue pool eyes and said “but Grandpa, I want to see what you look like in the shower”. Grandpa utterly nonplussed and sputtering...uh uh uh uh. I told Kiva that “grandpa likes his privacy when he takes a shower”, and she was immediately ok with that. The look on Ken’s face was utterly priceless though, sort of like a completely panicked landed fish gasping for air. That girl is such a treat, and has an innocence that just squeezes my heart (and grandpa’s). I can't wait for Jack to start speaking up, I know he has a LOT to say as soon as he get the mechanics down. He "talks to me" all the time anyway, I'm just not as good in his language as I want yet. [Joan]

The Lightning Stab

Jack is such a honey pie. He has walked a little bit for me. A couple of steps, and once almost 10. He is soooooooo adorable when he does it. Jack slept through most of the weavers meeting, but was a huge success when he finally work up and made his entrance. What a flirt he is!
When Jack first got here he didn't want to come to me. I think he forgot me in the week you were gone. Very cute; he crawled over to Jim, stood between his legs, turned his back to me and put his head down "I know she can't see me now". He warmed up quickly and we are old pals again now.
Today at bottle time he was absolutely determined to stick his finger up my nose. No tantrums or anything, but every time I put my head down he would try a different strategy. The lightning stab, the slow creeping up on it, the "I'm only playing with your hair" and then the quick jab. Very very funny. He wound up drinking most of his bottle with me staring at the ceiling to keep my nose out of range.
Jack loves watermelon as much as his sister does. :-) [Joan]