Trailer Wife

I have been negligent in posting more about our progeny. For some, this is probably a good thing. There are SO many mommy blogs out there blethering about every moment of their darlings' lives. And while those moments are very important, obviously, I'd rather document them in my own way (read: thousands of digital images I will probably never organize or bring into 3D reality).

That being said, I figured it was probably time to jot down some of Gusser's particular triumphs.

• He has transitioned from ape-like shuffling to full on arm-swinging ambulation. He gets quicker and more sure-footed every day, and very recently learned how to open doors. With a very determined set to his squinty eyes, he climbs, paces, and circles with purpose.
• He is seemingly desperate to communicate. With every item he finds the approximate size of a chalkboard eraser, he holds said item up to his ear, and utters a very interrogatory, "Aye?"
  
• He loves Daddy. LOVES. Mommy is lukewarm dishwater to the brilliant, permissive, shoulder-riding, wrestle-initiating goodness that is Daddy.
  
• He is a music lover. At daycare, he heads straight for the music box and serenades the little girls for hours. You should see what this kid can do with a harmonica.
  
• He is no lover of the outdoors. Sure, he'll eat a few handfuls of snow when we plop him in the front yard, but just try to take Mr. Prim sledding or strolling along a frozen river, and he will wildly object. (Yes, the sub-zero temps might have something to do with that).
  
• He is an epic sleeper. I hesitate to even put this in writing, sure that it will mean Gus wakes up seven times tonight and will not sleep past six... but for the past few months, he is a 7:00 PM - 8:30 AM sleeper. Not to brag or anything (I would hate me too).
• His current nicknames: Gump, BeBop, Sucker, Gusto, and Sherpa.