Thanksgiving was great. Sam was a champ with lots of people, lots of changes, and a couple big dinners. He loved running around outside in Door County.
He is now a pro at "how big is Sam?", High Fives, waving goodbye, and shaking his head "no".
Sam is a voracious reader... or at least great as a lap sitting page turner. He will go through ten books if you keep reading them. But, he usually bails out after dozen pages to grab a new book. His ABC animal book can be read cover to cover multiple times in one sitting. I finish the book and set it down. Sam gets up, walks over to the books, looks at them, grabs the ABC book we just finished, takes my hand with his hand, puts the book back in my hand, then turns his back to me and walks backward until he falls into my lap.
His building blocks are another favorite. If I start a tower Sam adds to it and then usually destroys it. He was moving blocks between Kate and I today, adding to one and then the other.
We bought a kid's sized chair. He likes the squishy chair just fine. The better prize was the box it came in. This turned into a big fort. Dusty watches as Sam's hand reaches out from under a blanket and grabs things to bring into the fort. Today he had a toy phone, blanket, kid-sized putter, puzzle pieces, newspaper, and a couple blocks slowly collected. Dusty watched, periodically peeking behind the blanket, and then looked back at me trying to figure out what was happening. The toy phone was my phone growing up. No real phones like it exists these days. Sam talks into the receiver, waits for an imaginary response, and hangs up.
We had another scheduled 24 monitor on Sam last week. We will review the results with the cardiologist next month. No surprises so far.
He talks a lot, just not English yet. He points all over and seems to be describing what things are and what they do. Sometimes he flails his arms while babbling if we don't respond how he anticipated. Kate and I have taken to mimicking his babbling. We speak normally 99% percent of the time, but when we babble back to him he knows it isn't quite right. At dinner tonight I copied his speech. He actually squinted at me and had a wry smile, then started laughing.
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