It seems like every day he blurts out a portion of a word to identify something - and he remembers and identifies it again. "Wi" for kiwi, "gran" for granola bar. I think he also knows his colors, he was pointing to some circles on the tv and saying "green" "red" and "Yell" (yellow).
A favorite thing he does now is grab something he's not supposed to have (like one of our cellphones) and then he runs away, hands up in the air, doing a mixture of "gobblgobblgobbl" and a sound reminiscent of ET when he gets scared. HILARIOUS.
The advent of the word "MINE" has also come. And the funny thing is, I'm pretty sure he learned it from the Sesame Street episode "Mineitis" that was supposed to teach about sharing, ironically enough. He says it in this super-Gollum-esque way. And very clearly - 'MIne." He has even pointed to me a few times and said, "MIne". I just nod my head and say, "Yup, that's right, I'm yours."
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
10am??
This morning my normally awful sleeper of a son slept in until 10am!!! He got in bed with me sometime before that - I am assuming it was around his usual waking time of 8am or so. We snuggled and I fell in and out of sleep. Finally, at a certain point I woke up. He fumbled and flopped around for a bit, then lay his head on the pillow across from mine - we were almost nose to nose. His little eyelids fluttered opened, and he looked at me through heavy-lidded eyes, touched his forefinger to my nose and said, "Nose." Then he lay his little hand on my cheek and patted lightly saying, "Maaa."
I love my son.
I love my son.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
New Words, or Words I forgot
Bread, one, two, shark, bear, cat, fish! (He loves fish - has been saying fish for quite a while now!) Also eye, nose, mouth, hands, ears - and he can identify his eyes, nose, mouth, feet, belly, penis, ears, head and hands - AND he can do it in any order. So, as certain family members keep suggesting, it is NOT sequential - he actually knows it.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
One More Thing
He is now in the morning habit of waking up with me (I wake him on school days), and just as he is sliding out of bed, he looks at his Dad and waves, saying "Bye!!" Every morning. What a doll.
Almost 18 Months
I don't know that I will get to this blog as often as I like, but I have a few minutes now - so will jot something down quick before a bath and picking him up from pre-school.
His language skills are multiplying rapidly - especially since our trip to New York to see his Grandma Agi, Pop-Pop, GiGi, and Tee-Eva. He had a blast and was the absolute star of the trip! I am always amazed at how adaptable he is to new situations, and how quickly he warms up.
He had his first trip to the ocean while we were visiting his Gigi and Tee-Eva on Long Beach, and I screamed "No!" when he nearly picked up a jellyfish on the beach - effectively scaring the crap out of anyone within a hundred foot radius! Those instantaneous Mommy instincts are bizarre! He absolutely relished in the cool breeze, even holding his arms out "king of the world" style - we got some beautiful photos that I will eventually post here too.
So, language. The words he now says include: ball, car, done, egg, blueb (for blueberry), wall (for walrus), peng (for penguin), bear, that, this, fish, bunny, frog, dog, el (for elephant), Mo (for Elmo), gape (for grape), bread, Sssss (for Sesame Street), bath, Mom, Mommy, Clay and Dad. He also says these body parts and can identify them: eyes, nose, ears, head, belly, mouth, and. . . wait for it. . . peen (yup, you guessed it, PENIS). And now, he seems to be repeating, with much better accuracy, most everything we say.
In addition, for a while he had stopped talking in gibberish sentences in favor of single words. But lately, he has taken up sentences again, and sometimes I detect the beginnings of real sentences like "Dad gave me" or something like that. His vocal range in sentences is vast and varied now too, he talks at all volume levels, all pitches high and low and in between, and with real enthusiasm. Neat!
He loves the movie "Cars" and enthusiastically yells out "Car!" very often! He also loves "The Incredibles" - but his all time favorite is still "Sesame Street" - which he requests once (sometimes twice) daily by name: "Sssss".
He continues to be a snuggly and loving little guy, often lifting his arms up to be held, then resting his head on your shoulder and actively squeezing your shoulders. He wakes up every night, somewhere between 2am and 6am and weasles his way into bed with us, but always snuggles up to me, pushing his little back up against my belly, and pulling my arms around him. Sometimes he squeezes my forearms lightly over and over again til he is asleep, and sometimes while he is still sleeping.
His rather disgusting new trick is reminiscent of how a Momma bird feeds her baby. He has taken great delight in feeding Danny and I lately, taking the remains of his crackers and shoving them into our mouths one after another. The other day, I was not paying attention, and he shoved a number of crackers into my mouth, I was chewing, and he leaned in for what seemed like one of his loving kisses. I didn't turn to look until the last moment, when I realized his mouth was OPEN, and he was trying to "feed" me some ABC crackers from his mouth! BLECH!
He continues to try to do this, but I will not be caught offguard again!
Well, that's about all I can get in right now! Off to the shower!
His language skills are multiplying rapidly - especially since our trip to New York to see his Grandma Agi, Pop-Pop, GiGi, and Tee-Eva. He had a blast and was the absolute star of the trip! I am always amazed at how adaptable he is to new situations, and how quickly he warms up.
He had his first trip to the ocean while we were visiting his Gigi and Tee-Eva on Long Beach, and I screamed "No!" when he nearly picked up a jellyfish on the beach - effectively scaring the crap out of anyone within a hundred foot radius! Those instantaneous Mommy instincts are bizarre! He absolutely relished in the cool breeze, even holding his arms out "king of the world" style - we got some beautiful photos that I will eventually post here too.
So, language. The words he now says include: ball, car, done, egg, blueb (for blueberry), wall (for walrus), peng (for penguin), bear, that, this, fish, bunny, frog, dog, el (for elephant), Mo (for Elmo), gape (for grape), bread, Sssss (for Sesame Street), bath, Mom, Mommy, Clay and Dad. He also says these body parts and can identify them: eyes, nose, ears, head, belly, mouth, and. . . wait for it. . . peen (yup, you guessed it, PENIS). And now, he seems to be repeating, with much better accuracy, most everything we say.
In addition, for a while he had stopped talking in gibberish sentences in favor of single words. But lately, he has taken up sentences again, and sometimes I detect the beginnings of real sentences like "Dad gave me" or something like that. His vocal range in sentences is vast and varied now too, he talks at all volume levels, all pitches high and low and in between, and with real enthusiasm. Neat!
He loves the movie "Cars" and enthusiastically yells out "Car!" very often! He also loves "The Incredibles" - but his all time favorite is still "Sesame Street" - which he requests once (sometimes twice) daily by name: "Sssss".
He continues to be a snuggly and loving little guy, often lifting his arms up to be held, then resting his head on your shoulder and actively squeezing your shoulders. He wakes up every night, somewhere between 2am and 6am and weasles his way into bed with us, but always snuggles up to me, pushing his little back up against my belly, and pulling my arms around him. Sometimes he squeezes my forearms lightly over and over again til he is asleep, and sometimes while he is still sleeping.
His rather disgusting new trick is reminiscent of how a Momma bird feeds her baby. He has taken great delight in feeding Danny and I lately, taking the remains of his crackers and shoving them into our mouths one after another. The other day, I was not paying attention, and he shoved a number of crackers into my mouth, I was chewing, and he leaned in for what seemed like one of his loving kisses. I didn't turn to look until the last moment, when I realized his mouth was OPEN, and he was trying to "feed" me some ABC crackers from his mouth! BLECH!
He continues to try to do this, but I will not be caught offguard again!
Well, that's about all I can get in right now! Off to the shower!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Why Start This Blog?
I realized today that there are a number of stories about my now 16-month old son, that I want to remember. Maybe to share with him one day - but mostly to record some precious moments for myself - so I can read these entries one day in the future when I am sad, or forgetful, or needing to smile. So it begins...
Here are the three precious memories that have been nagging at me for days.
1. Around 15 months, Rumsey is really clear on what he is NOT supposed to do, and sometimes enjoys pushing those boundaries. However, he did something especially cute related to this - made all the more funny because it was clear he was trying to be sneaky - and was totally incapable of it. He is not supposed to play with the cat food. So, on this particular day, he had wandered over to the cat's bowl, and stood there. I was in the room with him. So he turned to me and waved, saying "Bye!" Essentially asking me to turn and leave so that he could disobey me without me seeing him do it!!
2. A few weeks ago we were having a rough morning. We all wanted to sleep in, Rumsey was cranky and sort of wanted to sleep in too, but also wanted to play with stuffed animals, and his water sippy cup, etc. He threw the sippy cup, somewhat deliberately AT MY HEAD, and really hurt me. I told him "NO! You can't do that! YOu can't throw things. You HURT Mommy!" It took him a moment, but once he realized I was in pain, he started HOWLING. He was so sad. It was beyond pathetic. He crammed his little body next to mine, and grabbed my arms, pulling them around him, and rubbing my arms while he sobbed. It was like he was worried that I wouldn't love him anymore because he hurt me. BROKE. MY. HEART.
3. I went to pick him up today from school, and I had just showered, put on make-up, and dried my hair - styling it so it flipped out a bit. Needless to say, I don't get to do this often, so I looked different to Rumsey too! When I picked him up and started carrying him to the car he smiled at me knowingly, and used his hand ot flick my hair, playing with it! Then, as I strapped him into his carseat, he pointed to and touched my mouth, noticing the lipstick I was wearing, and smiled a beautiful smile.
That's all on the son of mine update for now!!
Here are the three precious memories that have been nagging at me for days.
1. Around 15 months, Rumsey is really clear on what he is NOT supposed to do, and sometimes enjoys pushing those boundaries. However, he did something especially cute related to this - made all the more funny because it was clear he was trying to be sneaky - and was totally incapable of it. He is not supposed to play with the cat food. So, on this particular day, he had wandered over to the cat's bowl, and stood there. I was in the room with him. So he turned to me and waved, saying "Bye!" Essentially asking me to turn and leave so that he could disobey me without me seeing him do it!!
2. A few weeks ago we were having a rough morning. We all wanted to sleep in, Rumsey was cranky and sort of wanted to sleep in too, but also wanted to play with stuffed animals, and his water sippy cup, etc. He threw the sippy cup, somewhat deliberately AT MY HEAD, and really hurt me. I told him "NO! You can't do that! YOu can't throw things. You HURT Mommy!" It took him a moment, but once he realized I was in pain, he started HOWLING. He was so sad. It was beyond pathetic. He crammed his little body next to mine, and grabbed my arms, pulling them around him, and rubbing my arms while he sobbed. It was like he was worried that I wouldn't love him anymore because he hurt me. BROKE. MY. HEART.
3. I went to pick him up today from school, and I had just showered, put on make-up, and dried my hair - styling it so it flipped out a bit. Needless to say, I don't get to do this often, so I looked different to Rumsey too! When I picked him up and started carrying him to the car he smiled at me knowingly, and used his hand ot flick my hair, playing with it! Then, as I strapped him into his carseat, he pointed to and touched my mouth, noticing the lipstick I was wearing, and smiled a beautiful smile.
That's all on the son of mine update for now!!
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