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Friday, May 30, 2014
all boy
Russell,
You are all boy. It is so fun to watch you play in the mud, follow the big boys around with sticks, and chase after balls. You absolutely love to be involved with everything the others are doing. You also love playing catch. You would throw the ball all day long as long as someone threw it back to you. Sometimes you want to play and we aren't looking. You throw the ball anyway and we get whacked in the head with a big rubber ball. It's pretty funny.
You're saying words but not really knowing that you're saying them. You've said your name before but you haven't said it a second time. I think you're just experimenting with making sounds and getting really lucky. I know when you start talking you're going to have a lot to say though because right now you just grunt all day long. Whenever you see something you want you point to it and say "pss, pss, pss" as quick as you can until we figure out what it is that you want. Normally, it's a cookie or food of some sort. Once it was a giant sandwich on a sign at Walmart and we had to buy sandwich supplies to make you one when we got home.
You are so fast these days. You practically run around the house. It's really cute to see your short little body zipping around the house.
You got your first haircut to get ready for your baby dedication at the church. You did an amazing job sitting still the whole time. We gave you a sucker to distract you and it worked like a charm. Although when you ate the sucker down to the stick I took it away and threw the stick in the garbage. You were so upset. You started crying and then you just stood by the garbage staring into it until the stylist laughed and gave you another sucker.
You have a fake cry. You use it when you are not getting your way. It is the funniest cry. You literally just scrunch up your nose and make a " aheh aheh aheh" sound. It doesn't even come close to sounding like a real cry. Grandma says if you aren't careful it will turn into a laugh. It always makes us laugh when you try to use it.
I love you little man.
Mommy
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