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| Dangit I still can't find this chapstick... |
I don't know how he learns the stuff he learns. For example, I had been trying to teach him to clap for about four months with no success, and then he just starts clapping one morning at breakfast. And, he understood right away when I said "clap" and he started clapping. THEN, I said "play the drums," (which I had never said before) and he started banging on his high chair table and will do this consistently now. He also randomly kissed me on the mouth when I said "kiss" one day. I don't know where he got this. But it is super cute. It's a big wet slobbery open-mouthed kiss. But he won't give mommy any kisses lately.
He really has some rhythm, eh?
This month he has figured out that different things have different words so we do a lot of pointing at things when we read stories. When we were on our cabin weekend, he pointed intentionally for the first time, at the ceiling fan of course (we don't have ceiling fans and he is fascinated by them whenever we are around one). He has been pointing at things non-stop since then, so we do a lot of naming things around the house as he points to them. He learns things really quickly, like today we were sitting outside and I pointed to a tree and a few minutes later I said "tree" and he pointed to it. He also likes pointing to my nose. And just a few minutes ago he did his first definite sign for "milk."
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| Pointing at the "tree." |
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| Buds. |
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| He WANTS to crawl but can't figure out how to move those hands! |
Still sleeping all night. Still one morning nap for 1.5-2 hours. No swaddle. Life is good.
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| haha--Every mama's favorite picture! |
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| Happy boy waking up from his nap. |
He is getting SO independent and opinionated. And it is hilarious to watch him play with toys and put them all where he wants them, which is often behind him. When we nurse, my hands have to be in exactly the right spots and he will move them into those spots if I haven't already. He is still such an "inspector," noticing all the little details about everything around him and having to touch them all. He will study the cause and effect of so many different things. ("What will happen if I drop this pancake on the floor?" "What about if I drop this Cheerio on top of it?" "Will mommy stop being mad if I start wobbling my head around and laughing?") He's definitely a thinker and an observer. And I still describe him as so eager. Eager to play with other kids. Eager to learn to things. Eager to start the day. Eager to let go of my hands while he's walking--oh wait, that's actually called fearless. Yep. He's definitely fearless too.
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| I don't know if this is playing or bored. |
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| Wishing he was playing frisbee with the big kids. |
-He will make an attempt at a high five. A weak attempt though.
-He likes the swings at the park.
-He will eat just about anything now. That is, I will feed him just about anything.
-He has learned to spit things out that he doesn't like.
-Still nursing.
mama time
Gosh I am so crazy about this kid. So so in love.
I'm becoming more confident about and comfortable with his pace in life. Like sometimes I get worried that he's not doing something, but then he wakes up the next morning and does it. Like with the swaddle--he all of a sudden just didn't need it, but up until that day he needed it and that's ok. We have gone through enough of these cycles that I know we will eventually get there, wherever "there" is. I freak out a little thinking about starting whole milk and decreasing nursing, but then I remember that we will get there. When will he walk? He'll get there. When will he be better at feeding himself? Eventually.
He was on a little mama strike for a while this month. Of course he still wanted to be held and nursed and loved on, but he wouldn't say mama or give me a kiss or be as excited to see me when I got home. But he knows I'm mama. He knows I'm always there. Early on this would have freaked me out--"Why doesn't he love me more!??!?" But now I'm cool with it. I guess this will be my whole mom-life. Loving him so darn much with or without anything in return. And having such a strong desire to have him close and cuddly and mine, but also being so proud when he takes a step away from me and into the world. When he learns a new thing. When he becomes increasingly independent. He knows I'm here. I know I'm here. We're a pair.
























