Bravo!

Our nanny, Eritt, began to teach Sam to clap his hands when she said "bravo!" or "applaude" in Spanish. For a couple of weeks, Sam has been staring at us like we are all very stupid when we clap. Sometimes he winces his eyes as if it's painful to hear such a ridiculous rapping sound. (This may not be the last time Sam thinks his parents are dumb.)

Anyway, two nights ago, Danny was watching the Westminister dog show on TV. Sam was putting his sea creatures into his dump truck on the living room floor. As each dog did its lap in the arena, the crowd clapped. Suddenly Sam stood up, stretched out his arms, and began to clap too. He grinned at Danny from ear to ear.

He continued to clap throughout the dog show with increasing vigor and drool. Now he claps alot, for example when he lifts his soccer ball into the basketball hoop, or when its time to go to bed. Even though clapping is a stunning achievement, it does not mean that he does not have to go to bed, which is a big disappointment for Sam.