It's been interesting to look back at the little man to see what has happened in the roughly 3 1/2 months since this website was created.
Mr. O used to eat from a bottle, almost exclusively. Now, he uses a spoon and a little guidance.
He used to be a Ladybug (the nickname for the children in his room at day care). On Tuesday, he graduates to Toddlerland and becomes a Seal, full-time... walking proof of a very creative theory of intelligent design.
He used to explore. Now, he destroys. He used to just sit. Now, he doesn't. He used to say, "Dah." Now, he still says, "Dah." He used to have no teeth. Now, he has 4.
Once upon a time, there was a boy with long and poorly-styled hair, chunky cheeks and a drool puddle on his shirt...
who has now turned into a non-stop dancing machine.
What better way to mark Post #100? A little Mr. O, some dancing and a few memories.
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The family tree has lots of musicians--singers, instrumentalists, keyboard players, conductors, teachers--as well as good writers, but no dancers so far (at least not on the Calvinist branches). We'll see if he turns into a Baryshnikov or Patrick Swayze.
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