Shaun first felt it Saturday – it’s a sharp, stubby pearl coming up in Calvin’s mouth! The tooth is on the left side of his mouth. We thought he’d been teething for awhile – due to nighttime wake ups, but it wasn’t until over the weekend that we discovered it, it was like finding a diamond in the rough or chocolate chip in some vanilla ice cream. What a wonderful discovery!
Anyway, I know you’re feeling a drought regarding Cal’s five, so here’s six for you until I write some more (for real) on Fri.
1. I play this game with the snake puppet, Sylvie. I slither toward Cal from about a foot away and make funny hissing noises. Cal gets this fire in his eyes and a case of giggles. It’s like he knows to laugh right when I start, I think he remembers it being funny from the last time.
2. Last night while Shaun was laying Calvin down in our bed, ever so gently, he said something so plain but so wonderful. “He’s really beautiful you know.” But not matter-of-factly. He said it like his beauty just completely came out of nowhere and hit him over the head. Like it was so bright and blinding he had to say something. Then he smiled then walked away.
3. Cal hung with his G Aunt Beth on Friday morning, and then she called to thank us for making such a wonderful creature, like we had all the ingredients lined up and planned the whole thing. She said he is sweet and sensitive like me and has Shaun’s fun-loving and friendly disposition. The best of both of us. I sure hope so. It’s funny that for all the ridiculous jealous feelings I’ve ever felt toward others, I want my son to blow me out of the water in terms of talent and beauty and characteristics. Anyway, he’s amazing, just like Beth said. And the fact is he’ll always be amazing no matter what he does or how he evolves. We're just here for the show.
4. On Sunday, we finally marched outside to tend to our garden, which is really a jungle. The tomato plants are so overgrown – the Romas have resigned themselves to growing horizontally. Our beans have climbed higher than the wooden tents, so their tendrils just reach out into the sky. We have about four huge pumpkins, already. Anyway, it was potato-harvesting day. Calvin was set up on a blanket and watched. We dug like terriers into the rich silt soil, and Shaun and I uncovered more than 75 potatoes – ranging in size from a marble to a large man’s fist. Then, Calboy sat on my lap while I cleaned our harvest, at one point almost leaping forward before I caught him by his belly. We were similarly outside on Saturday. I filled a huge bowl of water for Cal and plopped in various bottle parts so that he could splash in the water, and get some good finds to chew on. Like a deep-sea diver, his little hands sank to the bottom of the bowl and recovered all kids of chewable delights. It was hot even at 10 a.m. By the time we were finished, Cal’s legs were sparkly and wet, but he didn’t seem to mind at all.
5. On his play mat Sunday, I collected the rainbow stackable cups (his favorite toy, btw) and set them in front of him. He was sitting up. First he grabbed the yellow. But after spying the red one in the corner of his eye, he chucked the yellow and grabbed the red quick. That was before he saw the purple one, which he quickly snatched up. He kept trading out cups for the color du jour. It was so sweet watching him change his mind and fly after the next one. I was dazzled by his intrigue and gusto.
6. I counted – when Calvin sits, he has four belly rolls. A quartet of rolls! Also, he has two thigh rolls and two ankle rolls, which are very tiny, but so very beautiful.
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