We're very lucky.
Jack is the sort of child
we all assume we'll have
when we decide to have children,
and the sort of child
less experienced parents
congratulate themselves for.January and February 2004
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2004-01-27 - Mamma
My little genius!
Well, OK, that's hyperbole -- an exaggeration, if you will.
Nonetheless, we were very impressed with Jack last night.
I tried to nurse Jack down, but, while he was happy to nurse, he refused (again) to go to sleep until Daddy came to bed. So, I got up, and brought him out to the parlour and mentioned to Rod that I wanted to go off to the store.
(I am clearly losing my battle with a flu virus, and felt the need for some juice.)
He said that would be fine, and I started getting ready to go ... put on my day clothes and washed my glasses -- and before I got to the shoes and coat and keys that would signal that I was going out, Jack started waving bye-bye to me. Very tentatively at first (I never go out at night -- Daddy almost always runs that sort of errand, and I hadn't reached the obvious stage yet) and then once I said "That's right, Mamma's going out" he waved with much more assurance and enthusiasm.
Our little genius obviously understands at least some of what he's hearing at only 8 months old!
(OK, maybe this is perfectly normal for the age. But it seems very impressive to Mamma.
