I noticed today that Silas is beginning to say, "What's that?" He points and makes sounds similar to "wasstha". Good enough. It's beautiful. He also has discovered that if you throw something it lands on the floor and remains there. He thinks this is hysterical, as do I.
My children amaze me almost daily. The things they are enamoured with and the things they couldn't care less about.
The family went to an art show today specifically to watch some drummers. I can't remember the groups name, but they play those bongo-like drums. Maybe they were bongos. I have no idea. The boys were into it for about a minute. After the group was done, it was time for us to join in on the fun and drum with the group. Eli enjoyed it for one song. Odin was done before it even began. I thought they'd be really into it...banging on things and makin' noise.
What they were really into came later...sitting on the couch after their baths in their jammies; Eli "reading" a book to Odin. After the first book, they grabbed another, There's a Wocket in My Pocket, and enjoyed that one, too.
I love those little moments. Sometimes better than the big ones.