Three
Today is Hannes's birthday and he can proudly show his three fingers as of today. He makes a point of just doing the "v" and then saying that he's not two years old anymore.
That's right. He's three.
Big party tonight. Everybody's coming.
Fly Away
We visited Boston in September 2002. Jessica was six months pregnant with Hannes. Then in December 2002, on his first flight (to Sweden), Hannes was
only three weeks old. in May, we were in New York and Virginia for a week or so.
He's been around. And he's always at home. Gotta love it.
We're off to NYC on Wednesday again, and we're trying to plan the entire eight-hour flight as well as possible. The tapes, the CDs, the books, the naps, the crayons, the small animals that he loves. Let's hope it goes well.
This time Jessica's about five months pregnant so "Kipsu" beat Hannes's record.
Oh, a couple of new names added to the list: Amelie and Hilma. And of course, Hilda.
Yes, all girls. We will see.
Trains, books and automobilesHannes will turn three in just a week or so. He's not a baby anymore - something that he likes to point out to us, quite often. And he sure isn't, he's a small boy now. A boy who likes to goof around, to jump on the couch, run around the apartment, hide under the covers in our bed, ride his bike, have me tell stories to him and read.
Well, read, that may be overstating a bit, but he does now all the letters of the alphabet, so I think he may just learn to read pretty soon. (And, uh, the family record, by yours truly, stands at 3 and a half years old).
Sometimes I forget how small he is. We talk so much about everything - you know, elephants, tigers, snakes, Moomin characters, balls, Winnie the Pooh, and so on - that sometimes I'm taken aback when I see Jessica and Hannes walk to the bus in the morning.
He's three years old, and he's taking the bus with his Mom to the daycare every morning. Let me me rephrase that as Hannes would want me to. It's not
a bus. It's "a bus, a train, a train and a bus."
The whole trip takes them 50 minutes. And if Hannes is awake from seven to nine, minus an hour's nap, he's awake 13 hours a day. He spends 1½ of them commuting. That's seven and half hours a week, 30 hours a month. Two Hannes's days a month on the "bus, train, train and bus." That's 20 days a year.
That's 20 days of good, solid reading and story telling time right there.
Edit: Oh. Hannes has a couple of suggestions for the name for the new baby: Kipsu and Pimppu.
Don't tell him --- but I don't think so.
