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I’ve mentioned that Will can count to 10 without any problem. But apparently I’ve sold him short. With a little coaching, he actually can go on to 20. It is super cute listening to him go around the house and count things: “one, two, three, four Santa Claus!” He’s not even 25 months old. I’d be thinking Doogie Howser if he weren’t doing all this with his finger up his nose.
Posted by holly on Sunday, December 18th, 2005, at 10:42 pm, and filed under Uncategorized.
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Regular dishes on life in New Orleans, historic home renovation, raising kids, completing a PhD, travel near and far, global concerns, and health issues.
You know the story, right? International health... work all over the place... drag my kids around in sacks through villages in Central America... yadda yadda. I decided to go for another degree, so in 2004 we moved to New Orleans with no intention of staying. Then Katrina. And then *blink*blink* New Orleans is a completely different place and we just can't leave. Suddenly I'm on TV talking about immigrants and health and Paul is starting a company. Or two. His side is high-tech, mine is community health and our lives are yearly evacuation, regular celebrations, and nonstop work here, there, and everywhere. Our door is always open. I only ask that if you decide to go ahead and make yourself that mint julep, you make one for me, too.
We strive to make our life our argument.
Deb | 22-Dec-05 at 8:34 pm | Permalink
Noah was a counter, too. He used to count the steps he took, the things he saw and was delighted to learn to count in both English and German. He became a real math whiz. When he was three, he studied a wine carrier that we had for our restaurant. About 30 minutes later, he came to me and said, “Mommy, did you know that two threes is the same as three twos?”
Noah went on to win the National Math Quiz when he was in the sixth grade.
He dropped out of school when he was 15 because he was bored, but when he was 16 he tested out of high school with the highest grade any California student had ever achieved on the test-out.
Now Noah is managing a coffee buisiness. He’s broke, but happy.
Everything counts!