Fly Shoes Don’t Bother Me

About a week ago Ian in a pair of sneakers turned into a rag doll, more or less. He’d flop over like his bones had turned to rubber. Yesterday I put him in his sneakers again and let him walk around a bit. He made it only a couple steps and then fell again, but that was progress. we took them off of him at that time; the idea was to introduce them but not make him feel like he was chained to them right off the bat. We also left the shoes in the play area so he could see that they weren’t inherently evil.

Tonight Mama re-introduced the shoes and he never stopped moving. He fell a bit more than his usual walk, but we could tell he’d reached another milestone of sorts. I’ll explain why this particular thing is a milestone in a future entry.

Observations:
• Ian points his toe when you move a sock toward his foot.

• Mama told Ian “Tell Dada thanks for a great day!” and Ian turned to me and said “Daak goo a dai dai.” It wasn’t like he knew what he was saying, but he was trying very hard to mimic, which was neat, plus he looked right at me.

• Just because he’s not a big talker sometimes doesn’t mean he isn’t understanding us. “Give this to Mama” and “Bring the ball to Dada” aren’t just resulting in recognition of the person, but completion of the actual task. I’m really not sure if that’s advanced for a one year old, but I’m proud of him none-the-less. After all, can “Mow the lawn for Dada” be far off?

Here he comes! See this image larger.

There he goes! See this image larger.

Mama and Ian try to discover where “Spot” is in the “Where’s Spot” book. Ian can lift the flaps of the book and turn the pages, of course. (He’s looking at the “try the basket!” part in this image… see story last entry.) See this image larger.

The coveted lens cap. I think you’ll be seeing that in a lot of photos and videos. I think my attempts to hide or try to get the lens cap back have resulted in a false estimation of value. See this image larger.

Sneak! Sneak! Sneak! See this image larger.