Wednesday, August 10, 2005
That baby loves corn on the cob. Last time he ate it, I didn't take a picture, but this time I was prepared. He is so cute. Not biased.
Okay, so today is Aymans 20 month mark. Wow time flies when you are sleep deprived and half retarded from the boggling things your child does.
Hey Baby, you are 20 months old today. It was pretty much like any other mommy day at home, you watched teletubbies, had to stand in the corner, ate some Cherrios and went to the store with mommy. You also got into her root beer. Mommy should know better by now, because this isn't the first time that you have done something like this, but mommy has a thick skull, and sometimes it takes a while for things to sink in. You still don't talk all that much yet, but as gramma says " Maybe he doesn't have anything to say" I think that may be it. You sure are babbling a lot though, these days. You imitate Daddy by walking around the house holding just about anything up to your ear, pretending like you are on the cell phone. The funny thing though, when anyone does talk to you on th e phone you shove it away like it is gonna bite. You say 'ah' for "no" in Arabic (which is la'ah) and point your finger at the same time, Just like mama and Daddy. You also say DaDa, and BaBa for daddy, not a bottle and on occasion, when pressed will say MaMa. I think you are trying to say gramma by saying NaNa sometimes. For Petie, you scream. When you see Grampa you scream because Petie is almost always with him. When you walk up to Grampas house you scream in the front window for Petie, and he knows it is you. You guys are great friends, kinda. You love him--He steers clear of you. You have met two new friends recently, Tavia and Jasmine, and we have been going swimming at grammas with them. You really didn't like the pool too much the first time you went in, and the second time you went--you fell asleep in your floatie thing, but by the third time you were pretty professional at it. You just don't like it when momma surprises you and dunks you under water real fast, and I can't blame you. I just don't want you to be scared of the water. Let me tell you a secret- Your Daddy can't swim to good. You need to swim better than that and mommy can, and she will teach you. Speaking of Daddy, he take s you out every night for a walk around the neighborhood. Tonight he told me that you are getting very famous around here. He says that the neighbors all wave at you when they pass by in their cars, or when you go by their houses. How can you not be famous as sweet as you are? Okay, it is very late, and momma wants to sleep. Just know, as I am sure you do, because I tell you every day a million times I love you baby.