There have been so very many changes taking place in my life
over the last year that I find it too daunting of a task to recount at this
point. Oh so many changes! So my motivation for starting this here blog
back up is actually my beautiful, eldest son, Rodog, the DIVA.
You see over the past few months my son, lets just get back
into referring to him as the Rodog shall we?
Anywho, Rodog has been trying desperately to learn how to snap his
fingers. He must have an intense
interest in the sharp satisfying sound his fingers make when the very tips rub
together in hard, fast manner. The
feeling of the smooth baby prints upon his fingers creating the perfect grip upon each other in order for them to latch on in just a way to crack, to snap.
The reason I mention this small obsession Rodog has acquired is because it has become the core of my amusement over the span of two or three months. He now has a snap to offer after nearly every
sentence he says. ‘Mom this pizza is
delicious’ *Snap. ‘Avery, stop touching
my toys’ *snap. ‘I want to go live with daddy because he lets
me watch things on tv’ *Snap.
There is such a definitive Diva aspect to his speech now because
of that snapping that I am eagerly waiting for the head squiggle back and
forth, the lips jutting out in a perfect duck mouth, and those precious little
baby fingers snapping their way across his face in a perfect Z shape. My son the Diva!
