This is the toy seal GrandRobyn and GrandDan got him when they came in February. We took this shot in early May. It is obviously well-loved. He calls it "Sealbo," which seems harder to say than just plain "seal," but a lot of words get a "bo" or "boo" ending now.
Tristram had a great time with GrandToni and GrandBob. He was a trooper, too--he sat through no less than four restaurant meals with us, and only had to be taken outside during the very last one. And that was after being in the stroller almost all morning. We are very lucky to have him so well-behaved. Oh, and he's just hit a new language level. Yesterday he said a bunch of new words: take, tadpole, (he wanted to bring one home from the park-that's a comment, not a thing he said), food, hungry, more--and then a couple of things in French: "ca va" and "au revoir." "O-vwa" is my new favorite. Plus he says "mama" a lot now, and he will point at me if you ask who his favorite mama is. Then again, he will also point at me if you ask who his favorite bird is. Right now he has just come in the door with Jonathan, and is telling me about the owl he heard on their walk and the keys he is holding.
What I am less enthusiastic about is that he is having a difficult time getting over his grandparental spoiling. More details later; it appears I am on duty now.
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Uh-oh. What if you ask him who his favorite dada is?
He points at Jonathan. He will even go to the other room to find him and point at him.
Today, when asked, Tristram said that McKenzie was his favorite daddy. He also asked me for truffles, and when I said that only mommies had truffles, he replied, "Daddy cook." Which works on a lot of levels.
The seal is priceless. I worried, when purchasing it, whether the eyes would stay attached. Seems they are perfectly attached. The rest of him looks absolutely frazzled.
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