He is just a sweet, loving amazing little boy.
At my parents' place last month, he learned to wave and say "Bye bye". He is just so proud of himself for learning this, that he does it all day long. He also thinks he is quite clever for learning how to clap, and he applauds the TV, claps along with laugh tracks, claps when something makes him laugh, and applauds himself when he does something new and special. He also claps when I ask him if he wants to nurse.
He's starting to point.
He loves clowns and comedians. Favorites are Jay Leno and Ellen De Generes.
He learned how to make his electronic train work, and to throw a ball. He loves pails, and plastic shovels and hammers, which he waves around like magic wands. He has been playing with a VTech electronic toy and pushing all the buttons since he was a month old. I think he may almost be old enough for the Little Touch Leap Pad we got him for his birthday (except that he likes to shred paper...)
He is into everything. He opens cabinets, unrolls the toilet paper, is fascinated with unloading things into piles and then moving them back. He will sit next to a bin of toys and systematically empty it onto the floor, one item at a time. Then, one by one, he moves the toys to his left side. Then, one by one, to the right. Sometimes he'll put a good number back into the bin, but he almost always unloads it again and then leaves everything scattered across the floor. He does this with the contents of my purse if I am silly and forget to close it.
He has an unfortunate fascination with the phone cord, and often unplugs it. This is better than just taking the phone off the hook (another favorite passtime) because at least the extensions will ring. But then, most fun of all is playing back all the messages on the answering machine, and/or deleting them!
We taught him to roll on his belly and scootch off the couch feet first when was only a few months old. He really applies the lesson, and is very safe at getting down from all the places he climbs up to. Now, he has finally started climbing down from the (rather high) family bed. This terrifies me, because who knows what he may get into while we sleep... Time to baby gate the bedroom.
His word collection:
- Mama
- Dada
- Baby (bay bay)
- Dog (dug)
- Back (as in throw the ball back to mama, which he does!)
- Bye Bye
- Car (cah) (only said a couple of times)
- Yumi Yumi (yogurt or solid food)
- Nay nay (nursing)
- Numi Numi (nursing)
- Mina Mina Me (nursing)
- Siss (this, as in look at this, what's this?, etc.)
His favorite phrase is Dub Dub or Dubba Dubba, repeated endlessly, but we haven't figured out what it means, other than that he's in a good mood.
He climbs onto my lap and sits with his back against my chest. I am now his favorite "chair". I sit cross legged, and he always liked to sit cross legged between my legs, but now he just climbs up on me wherever I am and hugs me, or snuggles against me and stays there. He's so affectionate and sweet and loving, and he has an amazing sense of humor. He looks at his board books and giggles at the pictures, turning the pages himself. He starts peekaboo himself now, and will use a blanket, or a book, or any handy object that he finds, or duck behind the furniture or a doorway and pop out.
He loves the water now. At my parents', he played in the sprinkler every day. He would fill his little pail with water and run around jerking it and splasing the water out and laughing like crazy. He also liked to step on the jets coming out the sprinkler and spray me with water.
My mom's miniature collie pup was just the perfect size dog for him, and the perfect partner in crime. They dismantled her kitchen together.
He likes slides, bit he adores swings.
He loves other kids and babies.
He also likes running, although his balance isn't perfect and he falls alot, especially when he gets distracted and stops looking where he's going. He loves stairs, and can go up and down them well, if he is paying attention. If he gets distracted, he will fall, so we try to keep him off the stairs as much as possible.
He drinks soy milk from a cup (which I hold), and eats the occassional bit of vanilla ice cream (his grandparent's favorite way to spoil him rotten). He is fascinated by water bottles, and likes to shake them and roll them around. He will drink from a sports bottle. (He also likes to knaw on the capped bottles when he is teething.) So far he is more interested in throwing, shaking and spilling his sippy cups than drinking from them. He can get a spoon to his mouth, but prefers me feeding him. He loves spoons as toys and teethers.
He still doesn't eat anything texture-y. Just baby food, yogurt, etc. The mushy stuff. He likes to play with anything on our plates, but he won't eat it.
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