(he LOVES hats)
(getting an M&M snack at Christmas time)
(Joshua and his blankie after a nap)
(Me and Joshy on his birthday trip to the aquarium)
Much of what Joshua says is no discernable to anybody but John and me. When he was first saying words, he couldn't say "Grandpa." Then one day he heard my mom calling him from upstairs. "JIM!" Joshua heard her. "JIM!," he repeated. And "Jim" it was for a long time. When talking about him, I'd say, "Grandpa Jim." Eventually Joshua was able to say, "Papa Jim," and Papa Jim it has been ever since. His great-grandfather, who we started calling "Grampy," is now Bunky. It's going to stay that way. Bunky likes it.
(with Nanny and Bunky)
Joshua is learning about emotions. If I'm having a painful day, he looks up at me with his chin down to his chest and says, "Mommy sad." Then I muster up a smile for him and he breaks out with his sun-shiney smile and says "Mommy happy!" He has a scared face, a sick face, a grumpy face and a surprised face, too.
He LOVES music. His favourite song is "I Like To Move It" on Madagascar. He seems to prefer that genre of music overall, though neither John or I listen to it. He came with his own musical preferences. He dances. He sings along whenever he can. He holds the DVD player in the van and repeats the "Thomas the Tank Engine" song over and over, singing along.
John brought his guitar out the other day. Joshua ran around shouting "GEE-TAR, GEE-TAR," with great enthusiasm. The he made up his own song. "Fire truck, an-gook (ambulance), fire truck, an-gook, P'EECE car!!"
I love that little boy so much.
(his new smile)