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July 18, 2005
Roar
When any kind of lion is mentioned, the ROAR comes.
Often Gus just roars out of the blue. In the car. Eating dinner. Just because, and why not.
Gus has also become a fan of the couch, asking for help to climb up. Once up there, we're struggling with Gus standing up. The other night I pulled out, for the first time, the old "ONE....TWO....THREE" act (how does that become an innate part of our being?). I got to one... Gus' eyes got bigger. Two... smiling. And before I could even say it, Gus drops to his butt and declares 'THREE!'
Ok, a) you can count and you never told me before this? and b) you've obviously been 'threatened' with this old trick one too many times at daycare. Way to learn your numbers.
Posted by janna at July 18, 2005 10:12 PM
Comments
I remember the first time that Kersten shocked me with a response to 1, 2, 3, time out. Alex had fallen and was wailing and hysterical with pain from a pretty bad knee scratch. Kersten kept signing, "bandaid." I told her not now, honey, I need to look at the knee first and she would poke me and sign, "bandaid!" It was getting to the point that I could not even evaluate the damage due to Nurse Ratchett and finally, I yelled for Ken to come out of the house and get her so that I could take care of Alex. When he came out and picked her up, she gave it one more try, "bandaid!" Again, I signed not yet, in a minute, and as she was being turned around she looked over her dad's shoulder and gave me a scowl and signed, "that's one!!!" Alex began to laugh and so did I and the injury was all the better for it. They really do pick up that whole gig. how cute is that little guy? don't answer, I know.
Posted by: Aunt Deb at July 19, 2005 01:57 PM