Big morning in the Grouch house
Guess who learned to blow kisses? No, it wasn’t me. Oscar blew me a kiss! From the way Nanny Norma and I were carrying on, you would have thought he had just finished his first novel. She actually said “it’s just as important as when he first started walking!” Why, you ask? While blowing kisses isn’t quite pointing or waving, it’s similar in that there’s a communicative intent involved. Last night he fed me Cheerios after I signed “more.” AND he pointed at a picture in a book (this one is huge). I think we’re making some progress around here.
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