[His hands still. Yeah, learning a new language at his age fucking sucks, even if it's necessary. He's got the most important things down, at least. And talking about the family makes him break into the first genuine smile he's had since laying eyes on her.]

So big. He's- [Clint puts a hand out, estimating about how tall now.] Gonna grow like a beanstalk like his brother. Still manages to disappear out from everyone's noses and give us all a heart attack. And his favorite sign is to ask for cookies. At least he's polite about it, cuz he knows mama teaches manners in this house.

We've, um. Tried to figure out a way to explain things. [He waggles his hand.] Not exactly something they teach in parenting books, especially when the concept of time mostly revolves around when it's light and dark out, meal times, and when he's allowed to watch Paw Patrol.