11: teeth cut so far. Soon to be 12, as one bottom molar seems hours away from poking through the gums
4: months he's been walking
79, 715, 538: current total of views of Feist's 1234 video for Sesame Street; I'm pretty sure most of those were G's. He asks for it by saying "bock bock bock bock?" and pointing at my laptop or Hubby's phone.
50, 10, 5: words he knows in French, English, and sign language, respectively. I've been trying to speak to him in French most of the time, and he's pretty responsive. I always regretted abandoning that with the girls, so this is my do-over. As a bonus, the girls understand nearly everything I say in French, and Hubby is picking up on it, too.
7: visits to CHEO so far. One to the ER for a urinary tract infection, and rest were kidney-related.
4: cars, trucks, and train sets we had before G came along
12+: cars, trucks, and train sets we have now. One train set is particularly meaningful. One of its carriages belonged to my father-in-law when he was G's age, and his brother Paul recently found it. Paul made two other carriages to match, and an engine, onto which my father-in-law carved G's name. It's been a big hit so far, not only with G, but also his sisters, and any kids who come to visit.
at least 5: nicknames, including G-bird, G-bones, Senor Gav-gage, Bonhomme, Gavocado, and probably others I can't remember.
90: percentage of G's clothes that are hand-me-downs from his cousin Linky (who is 5 months older)
1: percentage of G's clothes that are hand-me-downs from his sisters
2.5: years that G has left at home before he starts school. They aren't kidding when they say it goes by fast, and you never get those years back. Although, to be fair, I don't know that I'd want much back from those early years. It is hard, hard work to parent a baby/toddler/preschool. It's nice to look back at pictures and videos, but as for reliving those years? Maybe I'll change my tune when all my kids are grown.
|Dapper little dude|
|Check out those chicken legs!|
|This is the face we are treated to so often!|
|Pretending to read is exhausting|