Car Story

Monday morning, I took Levi to his nana and papa's house. Levi was sitting in his carseat in the back of my little Civic looking around. We were waiting at the traffic light to turn into their neighborhood, and I hear, "Pow!" I turn around; he grins at me and says again (while swinging his arm), "Pow!" I look around trying to figure out what prompted this spontaneous mention of his favorite sport, golf. I then look in the direction he is looking, and there is a billboard with Phil Mickelson, swinging a golf club. Unbelievable!!

Grandparents

Levi and I have a little game when he will sometimes try to talk around his pacifier. I will say, "I can't understand you, Levi, with your pap in your mouth. You need to take that pap out of your mouth and tell Mama." He'll pull it out real quick, grin really big, and then put it back in just as quick.

One evening last week, Levi and I were on our way home. While sitting in his carseat, he said, "Pap!" I pulled out his pacifier and passed it back to him. I still asked him to say certain words, reminding him that he needed to take out his pap to say them. Me: "Say Mama." Levi: Suck, suck on the pap. Me: "Say Dada." Levi: Suck, suck on the pap. Me: "Say pow." Levi: Suck, suck on the pap. Me: "Say Nana." Levi: Suck, suck on the pap. Me: "Say Papa." Levi: "Papa!" Pap back in the mouth: suck, suck. Only Papa is worthy of removing the pap!

Sunday is our typical Skype night with my parents. This past Sunday evening, Levi and I were playing outside. It was starting to get cooler, so I said, "Levi, time to go inside. We need to get ready to see Mama K and Q." He looked at me, grinned really big, and headed for the door to go inside. We got inside, and he promptly walked to the office, where we have our Skype date. I turned on the lamp. Levi looked at it, then looked at the overhead light and headed to the switch to turn it on, which is usually required so that they can see him (I mean, us) well. He then headed to the desk, on which he usually sits to begin our conversation. Levi greeted them with his tongue sticking out, because his Q will usually end up doing that at some point in the conversation. (What a memory!) While we were talking, Levi also pointed at each of them several times. It was one of his best Skype nights and fun to see how he attempted to interact with his "flat" grandparents.

Sixteen Months Old

Levi turned sixteen months old on this Friday the 13th. My little man has quickly become a toddling boy.

Levi loves anything related to balls - hitting baseballs, basketballs (pretending they're golf balls); throwing baseballs, basketballs, footballs; kicking basketballs, soccer balls, footballs. Kicking is a relatively recent addition to his repertoire - something we've been working on for a while. He surprised me though one day this week. He found his soccer ball, brought it to me, and said, "Kick!" This boy is a sports fanatic. He particularly loves golf - as you've seen in previous posts. He is a big Tiger fan, and I think he hasn't quite figured out why Tiger Woods doesn't look like the tiger in his Fisher Price zoo.

The boy is full of personality. He loves to blow kissies, which tends to be his preferred way to say goodbye.

Levi is cutting his tenth tooth, the top right "first molar". The bottom right lateral incisor cut through a couple of weeks ago.

He loves to "talk". Most often his talking is still nonsense, but he does have a few words that he says on a regular basis now: Mama, pap (his pacifier), kick, hot (which is for items that are either hot or cold), Papa (his granddaddy Hughes), Nana (his grandma Hughes). Much to Kevin's dismay, Levi does not typically say "Dada". If he says it, it is because he has been prompted. Usually, when Kevin says to Levi, "Say Dada", Levi responds, "Gaga". It is so funny.

Levi also loves to communicate with his own version of several signs. He has signs for hello, goodbye, more, milk, please, all done, and help. He's also started making a "yum" noise when he is ready to eat.

And yes he still loves to eat. The doctor told us that most kids become less interested in eating when they start walking. Not Levi. And he's got the cutest tummy to prove it.

Praying for Their Footsteps

Lord, thank you for Levi. Father, please give Levi a spirit of wisdom and of revelation in the knowledge of You. Enlighten the eyes of his heart, so that he may know Your hope, the riches of Your glorious inheritance in the saints, and the immeasurable greatness of Your power toward us who believe according to the working of Your great might that You worked in Christ when You raised Him from the dead and seated Him at Your right hand in the heavenly places, far above all rule and authority and power and dominion, and above every name that is named, not only in this age but also in the one to come.
Ephesians 1:16-21

Haircut #2

Levi's hair has been getting slightly unruly. So, we made our second visit to the barbershop. Ms. Debbie is very popular, which means the wait to see her can take a while. No appointments are accepted at this old-fashioned barbershop. Today we waited a little more than an hour.

Levi was relatively patient. We only had to take him outside to roam for a little while during the last haircut on which we had to wait. He was complimented by several other patrons on how well-behaved and patient he was.

He was a real sport during his second haircut. Ms. Debbie just kept saying how good he was and how cute, of course. She even had a little smock just his size.

I must warn you, this haircut really makes him look even more like a little boy.

This week, Levi learned how to throw a football. He started with a Nerf football. This video was from Wednesday - not the best example of his throwing prowess, but he is one determined little guy.

He had watched me and Kevin throw the football and is now determined to throw it just like us - with only one hand. Often, he will get the football on one hand and his face is so serious - the picture of concentration. I can only imagine how tough it is for him to balance and then throw that big football with his little hand!

Today, I found a little Auburn football. He seemed a little more proficient with it.

Praying for Their Footsteps

Father, I pray that Levi will receive adoption as one of Your sons. Lord, may he confess that Jesus is Your Son, so that You will abide in him and he in You.
Galatians 4:5; 1 John 4:15

Make him strong, make Your word to abide in him, and strengthen him to overcome the evil one.
1 John 2:14

Check Out Kevin's New Blog

Kevin has started a new blog of his photography. It is called Little Hands Photography and is on my blog list on the right. He's just getting started taking pictures of babies other than our own - and he's doing an incredible job. Check it out!!

Anybody need their baby photographed???