ice cream cone, popsicle, splash, feet, puppy, hippo, car, Elmo, elbow, up, down, thank you, please, three, buckle
Friday morning update....Tray, bear, bull, baboon (thank you to JEM and Uncle Trev for those!), slide, hockey stick, beach, bathing suit, hat, banana, fan, four
Not bad for a week!
Monday, June 29, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
A nice way to spend Saturday morning
It has been raining here for weeks. More than once Will has stood at the back door watching the pouring rain and said "outside" in a very sad voice...We woke up to bright sunshine this morning - WAHOO! We decided to head for a little deli in town to get breakfast sandwiches, and then head for the beach. It was lovely....I've added a few more pictures from the beach to the new "Summer 2009" album. Picture notes: We had a deer wander into the neighbor's yard the other night...much like the wild turkey that wandered down our street a couple of weeks ago, my first thought was - oh boy - you're definitely confused to have ended up here! And...I included a picture of Will's new play spot in the backyard - new sandbox under the tree - he loves it!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
High - Five!
After Will brushed his teeth yesterday I picked him up, helped him rinse his toothbrush, and then he carefully put it back in the toothbrush holder. I said "great job! high five!" and he stuck his hand out with a grin and said "high five!". The range of words in his vocabulary is interesting, varied, and somewhat odd actually. He's taken a tentative foray into actual sentences, but they're very few and far between. I have yet to sort out what triggers his decision to spit a word or phrase back at us...a few of the funnier things he's said/done in the last week or 2 are below.
"I get-choo" - when we're playing tag or I'm about to tickle Will I often give him what I consider fair warning - "I'm gonna get you!!". He's now started running for his life and laughing hysterically while we play this game, only stopping to say "I get-choo!!!!" at the top of his lungs before he takes off again.
Everything has it's place - along with the ability to single-handedly make a huge mess in seconds flat, Will seems to have learned that diapers go in the diaper pail, or the garbage in the bathroom before his bath, and napkins, or paper towels go in the kitchen garbage. Diaper changes now rarely actually happen on the changing table (except for the messy ones!) - the rest are done with William standing still for about 5 seconds (I've gotten even faster). Once the old diaper comes off and has been wrapped up, Will grabs it and heads for the closest appropriate garbage can. Any other bit of paper we give him belongs in the kitchen garbage as far as he's concerned...so he'll take off running for the kitchen garbage can, and then stand patiently in front of it while I push the foot lever down, carefully dump the bit of paper, watch the top close, and take off again (sometimes with a "bye!" to go with it). If the garbage is full, he'll look at me very seriously and say "uh oh".
A late discovery of his belly button - I can't help but giggle every time I see him bent over pushing in his belly button with a very serious face - classic baby picture....Obviously this child has spent way too much time with a onesie on...
"1, 2, ... 5!" - he definitely can't count - but he does know to say two if you hold up 2 fingers and 5 when you hold up five. In the car yesterday, he held up one finger when I held up one, 2 when I held up 2 - I went for 3 and 4, with silence from the back seat, and then I heard a very triumphant "FIVE!".
Stairs are now a "stand up ONLY" process - Will has no interest in getting a ride up or down unless he's tired. The last time I wrote about this we were transitioning this direction, now it is definitive - he wants to hold hands and do it himself. Standing up. Thank goodness for baby gates.
For no particular reason, he'll decide to roar like a lion. I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that we'll ALWAYS roar back.
Up! and Down...2 very simple words that have FINALLY kicked in - we are somewhat less likely to get the whining bouncing baby at our knees pulling on pant legs. He'll sometimes just appear, tug on the pants, and say "up!". Now if I can just get the "please" added in (I know, one step at a time).
"Thank you" - he actually knows to say thank you...it isn't consistent, but it is there. The first time I figured out that was what he was saying I think my jaw dropped a little."I get-choo" - when we're playing tag or I'm about to tickle Will I often give him what I consider fair warning - "I'm gonna get you!!". He's now started running for his life and laughing hysterically while we play this game, only stopping to say "I get-choo!!!!" at the top of his lungs before he takes off again.
Everything has it's place - along with the ability to single-handedly make a huge mess in seconds flat, Will seems to have learned that diapers go in the diaper pail, or the garbage in the bathroom before his bath, and napkins, or paper towels go in the kitchen garbage. Diaper changes now rarely actually happen on the changing table (except for the messy ones!) - the rest are done with William standing still for about 5 seconds (I've gotten even faster). Once the old diaper comes off and has been wrapped up, Will grabs it and heads for the closest appropriate garbage can. Any other bit of paper we give him belongs in the kitchen garbage as far as he's concerned...so he'll take off running for the kitchen garbage can, and then stand patiently in front of it while I push the foot lever down, carefully dump the bit of paper, watch the top close, and take off again (sometimes with a "bye!" to go with it). If the garbage is full, he'll look at me very seriously and say "uh oh".
A late discovery of his belly button - I can't help but giggle every time I see him bent over pushing in his belly button with a very serious face - classic baby picture....Obviously this child has spent way too much time with a onesie on...
"1, 2, ... 5!" - he definitely can't count - but he does know to say two if you hold up 2 fingers and 5 when you hold up five. In the car yesterday, he held up one finger when I held up one, 2 when I held up 2 - I went for 3 and 4, with silence from the back seat, and then I heard a very triumphant "FIVE!".
Stairs are now a "stand up ONLY" process - Will has no interest in getting a ride up or down unless he's tired. The last time I wrote about this we were transitioning this direction, now it is definitive - he wants to hold hands and do it himself. Standing up. Thank goodness for baby gates.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Movin' on up
Our boy is growing up - proof is that he's moved to a toddler room, which brings some milestones.
1. We no longer have to take our shoes off to enter the room (everyone runs in these rooms, no crawlers).
2. No more packing milk (though I'm not sure that will be permanent) or a bag in general for school. Our morning routine is now a no-brainer, and drop off and pick up takes no time at all. Really this means 2 important things for us - we get a little bit of play/quality time in the morning before Dave and Will leave for the day, and we can be a bit more relaxed in the drop off/pick up process as we don't have to remember to get things out of the fridge, etc.
3. Will has 2 "recess" periods at the playground outside per day. This means he's getting good outside play time on every non-rainy day (which makes me happy!!).
4. He's now big enough to play in the indoor playground at school.
5. He takes his nap on a cot, not in a crib. And the "transition" to the cot lasted about .... oh.... 2 minutes (he has slept with no problem on the cot every single day - who IS this kid?!). He will NOT be moving out of the crib at home any time soon.
In other "growing up" notes...
Will prefers to use a fork or a spoon for his oatmeal, cream of wheat, yogurt, veggies and fruits. He's still perfectly happy picking up sausages, chicken, cheese, bread, and rice chex with his hands.
He can be a neat little fellow - if we give him a tissue to wipe his nose, a napkin, or he manages to grab some tp (he calls it "pee-tee"), he will put it in the garbage - often with much authority.
He now walks up and down the stairs holding someone's hands - no more crawling.
He loves his new classroom - on Monday morning we told him it was time to go to school and he was so excited he jumped into Dave's arms and said "bye, bye, bye" to me (with a big grin on his face). I'm ok with that rejection...every other morning this week he's been so tired he's cried when getting in the car. We still haven't sorted out the fact that he could use another hour for his nap and another 30 minutes or so in his over night sleep. There just aren't enough hours in the day (and he's not 2 yet - hmmmm, does not bode well).
I knew it was time for Will to move up, as he'd started to get bored, and seemed to be at a bit of a plateau. Move him to the new room...and we're already seeing the growth begin again! He's MUCH happier in his new room...
1. We no longer have to take our shoes off to enter the room (everyone runs in these rooms, no crawlers).
2. No more packing milk (though I'm not sure that will be permanent) or a bag in general for school. Our morning routine is now a no-brainer, and drop off and pick up takes no time at all. Really this means 2 important things for us - we get a little bit of play/quality time in the morning before Dave and Will leave for the day, and we can be a bit more relaxed in the drop off/pick up process as we don't have to remember to get things out of the fridge, etc.
3. Will has 2 "recess" periods at the playground outside per day. This means he's getting good outside play time on every non-rainy day (which makes me happy!!).
4. He's now big enough to play in the indoor playground at school.
5. He takes his nap on a cot, not in a crib. And the "transition" to the cot lasted about .... oh.... 2 minutes (he has slept with no problem on the cot every single day - who IS this kid?!). He will NOT be moving out of the crib at home any time soon.
In other "growing up" notes...
Will prefers to use a fork or a spoon for his oatmeal, cream of wheat, yogurt, veggies and fruits. He's still perfectly happy picking up sausages, chicken, cheese, bread, and rice chex with his hands.
He can be a neat little fellow - if we give him a tissue to wipe his nose, a napkin, or he manages to grab some tp (he calls it "pee-tee"), he will put it in the garbage - often with much authority.
He now walks up and down the stairs holding someone's hands - no more crawling.
He loves his new classroom - on Monday morning we told him it was time to go to school and he was so excited he jumped into Dave's arms and said "bye, bye, bye" to me (with a big grin on his face). I'm ok with that rejection...every other morning this week he's been so tired he's cried when getting in the car. We still haven't sorted out the fact that he could use another hour for his nap and another 30 minutes or so in his over night sleep. There just aren't enough hours in the day (and he's not 2 yet - hmmmm, does not bode well).
I knew it was time for Will to move up, as he'd started to get bored, and seemed to be at a bit of a plateau. Move him to the new room...and we're already seeing the growth begin again! He's MUCH happier in his new room...
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