It’s only fair that we show off Mark counting in Greek, right?  Ellie had her moment in the spotlight, so here’s Mark’s.  Unlike Ellie at this age, Mark is regularly and consistently counting to 20, usually perfectly, on his own.

His verbal skills are astonishing us at this point.  Last night, he told me “I thought my pillow there.”  (As in, he was explaining to me why he was crawling to the end of the bed, rather then the head of the bed, in the dark at bedtime.  Look at him using a irregular past tense verb correctly, and with a complicated form of expressing himself, no less!)

He loves to count in Greek, generally when they are playing hide and seek, a current favorite pastime for just before dinner, with Baba.

pretty nice pronunciation of “ten” even!

And, because it’s finally spring, here’s Mark singing in celebration of one of the first signs of spring. (Here are a couple more that we are eagerly anticipating.)

I know a little pussy.
Her fur is silver gray.
She lives down in the meadow
Not very far away.

She’ll always be a kitten.
She’ll never be a cat.
For she’s a pussy willow.
Now what do you think of that!

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
SKAT! Kitty cat!