Hands

Tryfan has been imitating absolutely everything Rhiannon does and says these days. He follows her everywhere and almost always wants to hold her hand. He says "hands!" during these times. Here they are walking from the car to the apartment after barnehage on Friday afternoon. The dirt and sweat is kind of camouflaged in this photo...
Rhodri had a late meeting on Friday so I took the kids out for a pizza dinner in downtown Asker. Rhodri met us afterwards and we had ice cream cones before going back to the (hot) apartment. This photo was taken after Tryfan had a very loud meltdown for some reason related to the ice cream, so the scene here looks deceptively peaceful.
Poor little guy is at a stage where he is trying so hard to communicate but just gets really angry sometimes that he cannot translate his wants and needs into words (or so I am guessing!). But he is saying new words everyday and it is so cool. He loves counting. Tryfan can count to 14 in Norwegian (coincidentally the number of kids in his class so I suspect that all the kids can do this) and 10 in Welsh and English. He hasn't figured out the concept of 1 number per item, but he points to things and counts to 3 usually before moving to the next item (animal, rock, grape, shoe).