So I have a little confession to make. And what better place to reveal a secret than the internets. Ugh…this is painful. But here goes.
Greyson has been saying Dada (and all variations) for a couple of weeks.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Not my little Mama’s boy.
Now, he has never said it in Jerry’s presence so that doesn’t count, right? RIGHT!?! I noticed during his playtime babble he has a preference for saying Dat Dat Dat over and over and then he said Dat Dee (very. clearly.) when he was reaching for his pacifier. So Jerry does not win until Greyson says Dat Dat when he’s LOOKING at his father.
And I also should mention that his favorite word is PPFFFFFTTTTTTtttt (accompanied by all the spit you would imagine that came with that word). So there’s that. But no Mum Mum Ma Ma sounds have even formed on his lips. I find this all completely unacceptable.
He most likely had the same virus Fynnlee caught a week or so ago. He was stuffy and just overall miserable. I haven’t heard this child cry like he did since he was 6 weeks old. It broke his mama’s heart.
I’m happy to report he’s feeling much, much better and we are very thankful for Grandparents who come over and help us out a bit (I was sick all weekend too with a wicked sinus infection and pink eye. WTH?). It certainly takes a village to raise these kiddos!
And I know you all love to see scenes from school!
Snowmen make him smile!
One week till we hop a plane to see GG, Grandma, Papa, Aunt Stephanie! There are lots of new family and friends to meet this holiday season. We’re all looking forward to getting healthy…it’s time to get this Christmas Party started!