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Here is the before and after of the hair. The before picture was an attempt to tame the hair with some gel...still didn't work, so we had it all cut off. Yay! No more mornings running after Xavi trying to wet and gel his hair.

These days I'm just trying to keep up with what he's saying, which isn't always discernable. We know he's trying to say something because he repeats sounds while pointing to the same thing, but not everything is clear. Ok, thought of an example. He was pointing to various things and saying "hallo" or "callo". Sometimes we couldn't figure out what he was pointing to and definitely couldn't understand the word he was trying to say. We then realized that he had been pointing to a rubber duck or a pigeon or Big Bird and trying to say pajaro (bird). Favorite words now are agua, Elmo (asks for his Elmo doll every morning), and libro (book). Libro and jugo (juice) are new words he can say clearly enough to understand.

Xavi needs hair gel

Or a haircut. His hair is so long it curls up to form little horns. He pretends his head hurts to have one of us rub it and say "sana, sana". He meows like a cat and recently started calling all food carne. He says caca in the bathroom. He tries to say leche (sounds like eche) . He hides things from us and says "o' ta?" with his hands in a questioning motion. He sings "oh where oh where (has my little dog gone)" and barks at the end. He chases the cats and scolds them - "no, down, stop". And he never repeats anything for me when I have the camera! He actually ignores me.

Too cold to play in the snow (especially with a cold) so we joined a new gym, the little gym, and he ran and skipped through the whole place. He was happy to do front rolls (more than once) and hung on the uneven bars with a huge grin on his face.

Here are the few shots I got in the snow.

Looking forward to 40+ degree weather this week! Oh, we think Xavier has 4 new teeth! All molars...it's hard to tell. We can try to feel them, but it's at our own risk and they are just barely visible. I've been brave enough to stick my finger in his mouth and have felt two of them, both upper molars.

Too Cold to go Outside...

...so we've had to find indoor activities. Lots more skipping. Lots of climbing. And finding where the snacks are kept...oh, and trying to do maromas (?, english is failing me...I'm not sure what this called in english? Definitely not a somersault as I originally posted....tumble, maybe?). He says down when he wants to go downstairs...or when he wants the cats to get down from the table. He calls me Norma and he started saying Daniel but quickly reverted back to papi. Says open when he wants the baby gate opened. He says "hmm, good" when he sees food. Like when he saw cookie monster eating a cookie

The tumbles scare us a bit, because somtimes it looks like his neck bends in a weird angle.

On the potty training front, he uses his potty to store toys or to stand on so he can wash his hands and LOVES to sit on the toilet seat with handles like a big boy. But never does anything! He just likes to sit on it after he's done his business in the diaper and then he throws tp in and says bye as it flushes. He's got a lot of it down, all except the most important part!

Go Bears Go!

Growing up in Chicago means I have to care that the Bears are at the SB this year...but, honestly, I'll just wait to hear what the score is. I did decide to stop by my sister's SB party, though mostly to see house renovations and to give her a belated b-day present. Once there it was tough to get Xavi away. He had lots of fun cheering on his Chicago Bears...literally. He learned to say Go Bears GO!

Yes, new words include Norma, which I think is what he is calling me these days!