Max and Miles who, to Me, Will Always be Secretly Named "Gus"

The blog about Max and his little brother, Miles. Stunningly cute boys and future leaders of the rebel forces.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

No Real Evidence

Max has begun forming what, I guess, you could describe as a "word". It's a distinctive sound with a beginning and an end and two, for lack of a better term, syllables. It's a seperate sound from all of his goos, gahs, and squeals. This seems to be a sound he's actually conciously making. He says it a lot but, mostly, he reserves it for drifting off before nap-time. It's simultaneously heart-breaking and hilarious to listen to him, laying there in his crib, repeating over and over: Ahhnnn-yawn, Ahhhnnn-yawn, Ahhhnnn-yawn, Nan-nan-nan-nan-nan. Then, you think he's fallen alseep. There are moments of silence, the monitor sits there on the armchair quietly hissing. Your shoulders relax and. . . "Ahn-yawn!" One last time.

Katie and I suspect that, possibly, Max is Korean and he just saying, "Hello!"


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