If Asher wants my attention, he will pull at my feet until they are pointed in his direction, then wave his hands as if to say "I'm down here!"
Asher talks to the ceiling. I like to think he's chatting with God. But perhaps he just likes the ceiling.
He has started bringing us books to read to him. Often he'll pull them off his bookshelf and look at them himself.
He loves putting things IN things. We find bits of food tucked in places like my bag, behind a toy in a bookshelf, in Dave's sports gear. He likes transferring balls from one container to another.
We are discovering his sense of humor. For example, his "baby vogue" game- sitting very still, then suddenly flinging his arms up in the air and grinning and giggling. It is like he is trying to startle us or something, the baby version of hiding behind a door and saying "Boo!"
I was showing Asher how to put the shapes through the shape sorter. He watched and put two of the three in, and then took them out again. He looked at me, carefully opened the lid to the shape sorter, and put all the shapes in, then shut the lid.
He still hasn't figured out chasey. He sits there and lets us catch him. Sometimes he scoots at us.
When he pushes his toy cars around, he makes this sound- "Wuvwuvwuv!"
Instead of saying no, he says "nein." It seems Asher speaks German now.
He knows when he's doing something wrong. He'll put his hand on (our phone, the rocks in the garden, etc) and then just look at us. Sometimes he'll just hover his hand over it and wait for us to take it away. He doesn't protest.
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