Friday, March 28, 2008

I like to think it is in the genes

I knew he could count to five. I thought that was a huge thing. I was so proud. Then today out of no where, he started counting and didn't stop until he got to 13. I almost pooped my pants. I sat there dumb founded. Had I heard right? Did he really just do that? So I asked him to count his numbers again. Right up to 13 he went like he had been doing it all his life. He kept on counting to various numbers, stopping for a minute then continuing on with the next number. We got home tonight and I asked him to do it again and he went all the way to 15! Of course as soon as I whipped out the video camera so we could show daddy, he would only go to 11 before the battery died. But I don't care. I am the mother of a genious.

1 comment:

MamaGepg said...

Yes, indeed! WOW!