Wud Dyu!

When your baby is born, you are so excited. And then what... You wait for them to do something. First it is, "Look, he can hold his head up." Then, "He rolled over!" Every day, week, month, and year brings a new milestone that, as a parent, you celebrate and use that milestone to compare your beautiful, wonderful, highly intelligent, and advanced child to those other not so cute or smart children of your friends and families.

Yes, you do it, too. We all do it. It is only natural.

Watching the communication skills of Cutter and Kenzie evolve is really fun for me. With Hailey and Hunter, I was learning and didn't really have fun doing it. (Maybe it was because I was too busy getting divorced, paying bills, going to school, and making a career, but that's beside the point.) Okay, Kenzie is only four months old. But I find myself signing to her and actually waiting for a response. They say that you should start introducing signs to them at four months, right? So, I am right on schedule. Chad laughs at me. He pops his head in over her and talks to her and she giggles and coos. "See, she's laughing at me." Well, of course she is. You are funny looking... She is smart. And she knows it. Kenzie thinks "Watch how fast I can make you run!" Puke flies out of her mouth. Chad jumps and runs for a burp cloth. Kenzie laughs again. She was right and she got a bonus jump out of the deal. So I am going to keep signing to her. She knows what to do when the time is right.

Watching Cutter talk and communicate with us is proving to be a daily laugh. At dinner Hailey was teaching him to say "ummm, ummmm, delicious." He now says, "Ummm, Ummm, DISHES!" when he eats. So if you hear him talk about dishes, he is referring to the good taste of the food, not wanting to clean up. He is a male, after all.

Every night before bed, Cutter kisses us good night. Then we say "Love you, Cutter." For several weeks he has just waved back. Now he says "Wud Dyu."

Wud Dyu. Love You. Close enough for me! My babies are the cutest and smartest kids in the world!

PS: Thanks to Cousin Marin, Cutter has developed a sticker fetish. Last night at national nite out, he got a police badge sticker from the police officers. He put it on his shirt. Then insisted it go on his pajamas. This morning he had to have it put on his clean shirt and wear it to school. I hope he forgets about it tonight. He can CLEARLY say "Sticker, I want my sticker..." and cry. Off to CVS to buy stickers...