Summer's here, and my boy has himself a little pool! So we put him in it, and wouldn't you know....He loves being in the water. Granted, after a while, he tried to drink his pool water....but it was tap water so it really shouldn't have hurt him. He had fun getting in and out of his pool, splashing and making a HUGE mess....thank goodness we put it outside! On a side note--Never let a toddler go swimming in anything short of swim diapers. They will pull themselves off.
My Peanut has now become my Monkey. He figured out how to climb on to a chair....and from the chair to the dinner table. I was hoping---no, PRAYING---that he'd not be a climber like his uncle....I'm just waiting for him to figure out how to climb his playpen fence now and then he'll be wherever he wants at any given time--with Mommy here in tow. He's also pushing open doors closed now. So, when Daddy goes to the fridge, he's there....shutting it to tell Daddy 'No'. It's adorable and silly a
Oh, yes! My baby is now actually RUNNING around. He's fast, too, for such short little legs. He can open up doors, so thank goodness for putting those doorknob cover-thingies (technical term) out early. Cabinets? Not safe, either. Grandma Lorrie found that out when Johnathan comes from her kitchen to the living room of her home toting a large-ish Crisco shortening container (the lidded cylinder canister thingies), on the verge of being opened. I kinda wanted to see his reaction to tasting
It's hard to believe that Johnathan is a year old! He began walking about a week ago, taking tentative steps every day. He still prefers to crawl. He has demonstrated his cleverness, too...after cleaning his room and rearranging it (for the fourth or fifth time this year) my Mommy alarm went off...and I found him climbed on top of his dresser. He had moved a rocking chair foot rest over to the dresser and climbed up it. Now, onto his birthday party! He dislikes frosting, but loves cake. How
So, yesterday, during my carved out chunk of time with my sweet son, I tried to get him to say Mama. Nope, not him. Our exchange: Me: Say Mama. Him: *looks at me and smiles* Dada. Me: No, I'm not Dada...I'm Mama. Him: Dada! Me: Mama. Him: Hi, Dad. Me: *giggling* No, say Mama. Him: Hi, Dad. Me: *trying not to fall over from laughter* Mom. Him: Dada. Me: Oh, I give up. I'm Mama and one day you'll say it. Him: Hi, Dad! Dada! He then proceeded to play with his toys and fling them EVERYWHERE. So,
He's doing it again...growing up so fast! Two more teeth have appeared, that makes FOUR. He can now crawl EVERYWHERE and has taken a firm stance on wanting to walk...hold his hands and step away, he'll come to you. Behind him? Nope, gonna sit. He loves, loves, LOVES Apple Juice, and can now use a sippy cup to drink it down. He has said "Mama" a few times, usually when screaming his head off because the world must be ending for him. He now likes all foods except puffs (think Cheetos, but he
He's now standing by himself and has said "Dada" with intent. He pulls himself into a stand and will hold onto whatever he just used as leverage until he wants to sit again. Huzzah, he's developing right!
So, I'm going to bring you up to speed on the development of Canterlot's first baby up to his current age and then we'll do routine milestones to celebrate together! First Month: Not much happened, at least on the noticeable level. He began to see colors at around week 3. Second Month: Began holding his head up on his own, began to focus on faces, began to realize he had things attached to him (aka, arms and legs!) Third Month: Oh, boy, those arms and legs began to flail more. He found his han