This boy is quite amazing. He has a varied and daily-increasing vocabulary. He can actually count to ten. He has started to learn his ABCs, which right now go something like, "a,b,c,d,e,x,y,z." Who really needs all those in the middle anyway. Well, I cannot take credit for his brilliance. Eason spends each day with his Grandmomma & Grandda Bazemore and has learned so much from them. Grandmomma reads to & with him constantly. He loves books, and will often walk around with a book speaking gibberish, but pretending that he is reading the book out loud. His Grandda's musical influences have enabled him to almost completely sing any of the following,
"Let's go fly a kite"
"Row, row, row your boat"
and of course "Slinky."
This child never ceases to amaze me. He has such a sweet spirit, but can be very serious, focused & independent. For instance, sometimes I will try to join in when he is playing with his toys. If he is really focused, he does not want interference. One day the conversation went like this:
Eason: "No, go away, mommie."
Sara: "No, no Eason, that is not nice. Do not tell Mommy to 'go away.'"
Eason: "Mommy, move."
Sara: "no, sir, do not tell Mommy to move."
Eason: [looking around for some new plan, remembers that I like to look outside, points and says] "Mommy, window."
Mommy got the picture, and decided that was not such a rude way of saying 'leave me alone' and rather creative.