We are way behind on getting this story to the press (that being this blog.) and it is a big one. Last Friday, we took Jude to the doctor and she said "Is he crawling?" No. "Is he saying Mama or Dada?" No. "Is he throwing things?" No. "Is he clapping?" No. At which point she furrowed her brow and gave me a worried look. Then she said, "I'm not worried but..." So, of course, we got a little worried but not too much. Then Saturday, the very next day, after waking up from a nap we set him down on the rug in the kitchen and he started crawling. A little while later he threw something and started clapping. By the end of the day he was saying "mama". I'm not making this up! And, it isn't as if we just didn't notice it before, it's tough stuff to miss.
A week later he is a crawling maniac with the potential to attack and destroy anything his brother is working on. He is clapping at everything, particularly anything NEW he is doing like lifting his arms up in the air for a SO BIG. And, he's very good at yelling MAMA particularly during an otherwise nice, relaxing dinner. Suddenly, he seems like a very big boy.
I almost forgot, we also got a second tooth this week! Phew.
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