You might not think it is very funny, but we have a little running joke about our youngest being a little bit on the slow side. He didn't walk until about 16 months, he still doesn't talk much, and when you tell him to give something to someone in the family he will probably throw it in the garbage more often than not. When another Finn moved into our ward last summer we teased that people will distinguish them by labeling them the smart Finn and the other one. I really am not that worried about his taking his time with things, he is the fifth child after all, but when he does something even the slightest bit precocious I get really excited. Yesterday I was quickly trying to vacuum the main level before we went on an errand. I told him to go get his shoes, which he did (yea!) and brought them back to me. I then told him I was going to finish up and then I would help him. Two minutes later he came back with them on and I was astonished! I couldn't he believe he had had the coordination to put on his own shoes and proceeded to do a little dance, sing a lively song about how awesome that was and we both clapped for joy. While I finished up the vacuuming I was daydreaming about how I would blog about my kids all getting so big when even my baby could put on his own shoes, zipped around the dining room, then backed into the library and ran right into someone. Aaack! Ella -- I didn't hear you come home. How long have you been here? Did you by any chance put Phin's shoes on him? Complete deflation. Yes, of course he didn't put on his own shoes. It was so funny! She said that she could hear me the whole time being so elated, but I couldn't hear her trying to tell me I was mistaken over the roar of the vacuum.
Today at our RS presidency meeting my friend said that she saw my husband and the littles at the library last night during my class. She was so gratified that Phin knew her now. I turned to him and said, "Do you know Miss Clare? Where is she?" And he pointed to the dog. Oh, well. I'm sure it will soon be his time to blossom.
Matthew just took him to his office for a little bit. He adores his daddy and was happy to say goodbye to me, but first he needed to give me a big smooch -- that pucker is something he has mastered and no one would want to miss.