Call It What You Want...

My fans are clamoring for a new blog entry. I didn't realize just how long it's been, but what I've had to say hasn't been worthy, I don't guess. But enough of that. It's story time.

Mark likes to sing along. I was singing "La la la" to him today and he was singing back, a sweet and tuneless "la la la". As his doting grandma can attest, his la's are excellent. We were taking our evening stroll (only seeing one dog, I might add) and I was la-ing and he was la-ing back.

This afternoon before his nap we were reading a story and I pointed out that the lady in the picture was waving bye-bye, and wouldn't you know, there Mark was, waving bye-bye. TOO cute, even though it is my own kid and I'm partial. And I had the page of the local paper that showed the dogs, cats and rabbits available for adoption at our local animal shelter, and offered to show him the dogs. He grabbed the page and sat on the paper staring at them.

Then of course, there are keyboards.

Please note what the child's feet are barely touching. We are operating from Grandma AJ's philosophy with Daddy: DON'T MISS THE PICTURE. You can get him down later. :)

And the computer keyboard, too. We thought, perhaps if he had one of his own, he wouldn't try to go for ours so much. So Grandpa Larry donated one from the collection. Mark seems to like it. And today, I sat at the computer and the only havoc the boy wreaked was by grapping small cords with his toes...

All right, fans. I hope this will do for now.