Walking to dinner downtown Saturday night:
On our way to dinner, we stopped in the general store and bought John a $3 straw sheriff's hat.
John looked so cute bumbling around in only his diaper (check out that belly paunch). Chris is holding down his arms so he doesn't yank off his hat before I can take a photo.
The hotel room television set played muzak while the screen flashed psychedelic shapes. John was transfixed and began "dancing." While other toddlers his age are already shaking their behinds and bending their knees to music, all John does is wave his hands around. He definitely has his parents' dancing skill.
Increasingly John is holding his hands to pray when we do, which is precious. At Mass, I made the sign of the cross when the priest was beginning his homily, as is customary and is also what we do every time before we say grace. John immediately folded his hands to pray, which was the first time he has done it without first being cued, "Are you ready to pray?" He did that a second time during Mass as well!
John was overtired on Sunday because of the extra long Mass which let out right in time for his afternoon nap, which he wasn't allowed to take because we went to lunch with some new friends. Because he skipped his nap, then he couldn't fall asleep for it at all on the drive home, causing Mama to have to do a lot of entertaining of a grumpy kid. Here is John wearing Mama's sunglasses:
I let John play with my metal eyeglasses case. He got bored with it quickly, so I began pretending that I was looking in the case when suddenly it would snap shut and get my nose. "Hhhmmm, what's in here? Oh no! Something's got my nose! Snap!" John thought that was hilarious and when I gave him back the case, he began playing the new game with himself.
On a pit stop on the drive home, we parked next to a truck containing two little Yorkshire terriers (or "rats on a string" as we affectionately call them). John was thrilled, although he thought they were cats. I told him that they were dogs and reminded him that doggies say "woof woof!" He kept pointing and saying "woof woof!" so I got out the video camera. He wasn't nearly as cute on tape, but here you go anyway:
I let John play with my metal eyeglasses case. He got bored with it quickly, so I began pretending that I was looking in the case when suddenly it would snap shut and get my nose. "Hhhmmm, what's in here? Oh no! Something's got my nose! Snap!" John thought that was hilarious and when I gave him back the case, he began playing the new game with himself.
On a pit stop on the drive home, we parked next to a truck containing two little Yorkshire terriers (or "rats on a string" as we affectionately call them). John was thrilled, although he thought they were cats. I told him that they were dogs and reminded him that doggies say "woof woof!" He kept pointing and saying "woof woof!" so I got out the video camera. He wasn't nearly as cute on tape, but here you go anyway:
Great photos, Katherine! I love the movies too! Sounds like you had a great trip! Also, I think John looks A LOT like his daddy in the picture where he's wearing the hat and the blue striped shirt!
ReplyDeleteCharlie is putting his hands together more and more too as we pray. It really is so adorable. He even did it today while the girls were praying at their Little Flowers Mtg.
ReplyDeleteJohn is getting so big! LOVE the belly :O) heeheehee!
Shelly: So when do you see the kids start to have the fine motor skills to make the sign of the cross? I'm thinking closer to two years old, but I don't know.
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