Fo lunch he ate a full bowl of tortellini and olive oil (earlier this week he fully and completely rejected baby food - he'll only touch stuff that we eat) and a quarter of a pear and fell into a food coma on my shoulder.
Yesterday he tentatively tried to smack his hands together (I clap my hands when I call him - specially when he crawls towards me like an excited puppy). This morning he clapped several times when I clapped and we showed our new trick to mommy. By late morning he was clapping in response to me saying the word "clap". And by afternoon he gave himself a huge and very enthusiastic round of applause every time he slobbered over Jo's arm or neck.
If all else fails, he'd make a great professional applause artist.
2 comments:
Arun - In Italian opera houses, there is a centuries-old tradition whereby leading singers must *hire* professional clappers who sit in strategic places in the opera house, inciting the rest of the audience to clap or yell "Bravo/a". They are called 'Claquers'. I'll send you a link. If nothing else, you could send Evan to Italy for summer vacations and he could make some serious $$$ 'claquing'.
Michelle - you just proved that fact is funnier than fiction! And that Evan can probably make a living in France or Italy during the Opera season. We'll start working on the bravo/a tomorrow...
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