My son, James, is growing like crazy. Today my son finally held his bottle for the first time. A week or two ago he tried taking the sacrament when it got passed to us, something neither I nor my wife was expecting in the least. He is huge for his age, like a percentile somewhere in the 90's for his size. We compared him to our friends' one year-old daughter, and he came up to her nose. We stood him up next to the two year-old child of another friend on Friday, and he came up to the child's chin. James turned three months old on Saturday. He's already wearing six month onesie's with a sweater that is for nine month-olds. His hands are huge for a little kid's, too.
He's been talking an awful lot lately. Of course, I say "talking" when it is really babbling. His phonetic inventory is growing daily it seems. Before long he will be talking back to us :). In way of language, I speak to him in Spanish, and my wife (who is Latin and of course speaks Spanish) talks to him in French since she served her mission in Switzerland and France. He's going to be so confused when he gets into Kindergarten, but once he gets everything in order in his brain, he's going to shoot way above the monolinguals. Exhaustive studies have shown this. Of course, I don't want to go back into the education topic again.
This is us after church today:
1 comment:
Wow...I'm glad you speak to your son in Spanish. Way too Latino kids don't even speak spanish. I always joke with them and tell them that they're only half because language is such a big part of it. Good job! Oh...and yeah, I don't ever want to hear the word energy again!
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