The weather has been really nice for the past week or so - although the temperature has been around the zero mark, there wasn't any wind or cloud, so it just felt crisp and lovely.
Henry and Ross and I went to the beach with the dogs and enjoyed the sunshine:
|Every once in a while I just go 'holy crap, this beautiful majestic place is where I live'.|
Kind of blows my mind.
What else? Henry's still feeling a bit under the weather, I'm taking him to get his ears checked again tomorrow, but hopefully it's all cleared up. He's mostly his cheerful self, and has been enjoying leikskoli for the last couple of days.
I've decided to try to teach Henry how to be careful with the camera instead of banning it completely. He seems to understand that he's not allowed to touch the lens part - he puts one finger on the barrel, looks at you and says 'no' while shaking his head. We're getting there.
|Henry self portrait|
He's getting amazing at talking; I'm continually surprised by how quickly he's picking things up. It sort of seems like he's gotten the hang of making the sounds he wants, so now it's just a matter of fine tuning the sounds, and then building up vocabulary.
He says the names of colours (my favourite is pur-pup-el), items of clothing (socks, shoes, hat! is the chant for getting ready to go outside), and all sorts of other stuff. He approximates a lot - I tried to get him to say 'takk fyrir mig'*, which he decided sounded basically like 'cock-a-doodle-doo'. Awesome.
* literally 'thanks for me', we say it after dinner
Also, I think he's been learning some Icelandic from leikskoli. I swear I've heard him say both 'komdu' (come on!) and 'sjáðu' (look at this!), which I can imagine him hearing a lot from the other kids. It is really bizarre, and I'm so interested to see how this bilingual thing plays out. It's weird enough thinking about learning your first language, let alone learning your second at the same time. Exciting times.