Nicco Hinkley’s Pictures.

In Nicco’s ever-learning experiences, he found the cabinet Mommy left open for him to explore. He used to just grab out the items on the bottom. Of course, that got old quick. Now he clears the bottom and goes after the inner items. Then you get the above picture. Funny.

It may just be the same cookie. He doesn’t eat much of them. He’s lucky there are any left in the house. His other “cookies” are really animal crackers. This is a Wegman’s generic Oreo. They taste the same but are cheaper. So you can eat more then…

Needless to say, it left a small mess. Nothing on the floor just a messy face.

If you say, “Come here, boy”, he runs away. To Mommy usually. To hide. It’s a fun new game.

He went to the doctor Tuesday. His height is in the 70%. Weight is 60%. And head size is in the 95th percentile. ¡Cabeza larga! Head! Pants! Now! He adds to his repertoire daily the number of 2 word sentences. He’s filling his head up with alot of smarty brains.
BRAINS!

I will have to get a video of him dancing. He raises one leg like a marching soldier then puts it down. Then he double-steps. Sometimes he spins. He really enjoys himself.

He is also developing good sound and pitch analysis. He can repeat a note he hears pretty well. Nice!

Seconds after this shot was taken, the one chicken reached thru the fence and nipped Nicco’s hand. He was not happy about that. He cried. What a mean chicken. He didn’t care much for the goats or the turkey, either.

Apparently I’m his new chair for breakfast. I make eveyone eggs, and then my bagel and coffee, and then sit down to eat. Then he comes down and comes up to my left side and points to his eggs and his bottle. He seems to like it alot. Then Mommy can finish her hair and such upstairs while he is occupied.

Look at those teeth! He gets more by the day. He should look like a dinosaur exhibit before long. He’s not too unhappy as he’s getting the teeth either. What a happy day!

He holds up one hand and says, “End.” Gabby, his older cousin taught him that. It’s like a, “Talk to the hand” sort of deal. I guess Tracy heard him  saying “End! End! End!” in the dining room. She went in there and Chester the cat was eating the remains of his dinner. He was yelling at Chester, “End! End! End!” Nice! Good thing Chester only likes cheese, butter, and vegetable oil….

My Dad sent Nicco a new book. It has raised ladybug (or Ladybird Beetles) on the pages. He likes it very much. He even sits with his bottle and reads it.

Here he is trying a slide for the first time. He liked it. Then he did it many times after that.