A Move

I decided to move over from my old blog site to this one. It seems to be the more popular of the two. Not that many people read my blogs anyway.

Misha is growing. He is tall and thin like Asya, but hasn't the bone density she was born with. We have an appointment with the Health Dept. in a week. They should be interested in how much he has changed over the past several months.

The Signing Time DVDs have been fun for him. He gets giddy when offer to let him watch one. He has picked up several signs from them and understands Russian and English versions of each. He has also interpreted or made up a sign of his own which we have yet to figure out. He points to his open palm with his index finger. It means something to him but nothing to us. Either we will figure it out, or we will have to make it mean something significant. The thing is, he doesn't show it to me, just Ira and the aunts, uncles, grandma, and grandpa. He also won't say "UP!" to me either without prompting, but will to Ira, grandma, and even Justin (a friend of mine).