RANDOM, I tell you.
- Hagop has named his stuffed animals: Michael, Alleluia, Fluffy, Arch (bear in Armenian), Pistachio, and Isaac. Hah! Feels like we’re doing something right as parents.
- Hagop has started saying the Hayr Mer along with us at bedtime. A friend of ours said that would eventually happen… I was worried about trying to teach him. But it’s happening naturally, and it’s so sweet. Reminds me of when my Dad would say the Lord’s Prayer when he was putting us to sleep, when I was little. The sound of his voice is imprinted on my soul. I hope that happens for our kids.
- Hagop is going to an Armenian-owned daycare, but neither of his teachers right now are Armenian.
- On his “report card”, he “met expectations” for all developmental milestones except for “names body parts” which was marked as “developing.” Well, that’s because he says them all in Armenian! We got a kick out of that.
- Now that Hagop is back at daycare, he’s speaking more and more English, and less Armenian at home. It HURTS to see that happen in front of our eyes. There’s an Armenian preschool nearby where I’m sure they’d be speaking Armenian with him, but it’s more expensive. We’re feeling torn.
- We do have more than one child, I swear. Zabel. I just don’t write about her much because she’s still so little, and there’s not that much going on. We did a virtual “blessing of the babies” service with her back in February, and hosted a virtual agra hadik party for her about a month ago too. A full post to come about that soon.
Hye Home 