- Pointing endlessly at things around him wanting to know what they are, saying 'dis'? 'dis'? 'dis'? Again and again.
- Looking through a farm animal book of his and making the corresponding animal sounds for dogs, cats, sheep, horses, rabbits, cows, ect...
- Tapping on the glass of a window, then turning with recognition to tap on his mother's glasses as well.
- Adding even more ASL signs to his previous repertoire, including 'please', 'blanket', and 'shoes'.
- Stacking blocks that only connect one way, three high, and then when finished, pushing a button on the top block to make all three spin in unison.
- Being able to point out when asked, where his (or ours) various body parts are located. He can immediately point to his hands, head, eyes, ears, toes, feet, nose, hair, fingers, knees upon being asked "Lukas, where is your...?"
I have always been a huge baseball fan, but have not closely followed my hometown Seattle Mariners this year mainly because I don't have television. Of all years to leave the TV off, this one paid big dividends in not having to suffer through one of the most miserable seasons in recent baseball memory. The Mariners, with a 100 plus Million dollar payroll, just hit the dubious 100 loss mark last night at the hands of the LA Angels. I was never particularly good at complicated math problems, but I am pretty sure that translates to close to paying the dogs we have playing for us, 1000 Large, each time they lose a game. Eeesh!. Webster will be redefining futility in his next edition.