So Gavi is starting to feel his way through walking. Yes, he's still holding out hand, but only one of them! Please G-d he'll figure it out before the summer.
Last night we had to start Ferberizing all over again. I went in and out of his room about 10 times last night reminding him... "Yes Gavi, we're still here... We love you Gavi... It's time to go to bed Gavi." In the mean time, he's probably thinking, SHUT UP WOMAN AND GIVE ME MY BOTTLE!
We got Gavi his first baseball hat. You Like? He didn't! He kept trying to pull it off. He only kept it on long enough for this photo.
Since s'fira (the time between Passover and Shavuot when we refrain from listening to live music) is upon us, this is the musician's form of Bein HaZmanim, Daddy is home on Sunday's. During this down time, Daddy enjoys practicing on his guitar with the Gav-meister.
And then Gavi decided he'd rather eat the instrument than play it. 
Don't worry daddy, there is still hope.
Love to all,
Gavi's Mom
No comments:
Post a Comment