Normally I’d say his outfit below is a tie with the other one, but the truth is, my camera is messing up a bit so the pictures don’t look as good. Thus, second best!
Observations:
• About three days ago Ian drank from a drink-box of milk, using a straw. A normal, standard-issue straw.
• He slept entirely through the night on Friday. Sadly, if I’m not mistaken, that may have been his first. He’s doing much better about that these days — which I guess means we’re doing better about that these days.
• Yesterday, Mama and I both closed Ian’s door at roughly the same time. I was pulling the door shut, Ian’s mama was pushing the door shut from within. Well, we both saw it close, and neither of us “finished” the process. The door closed, but did not latch. Mom looked away from Ian for a moment, and he wasted no time getting to the door, digging his fingers into the tiny crack of the shut door, pulling it wide open, and running off into the wild blue yonder. I heard mama call out in surprise and I ran upstairs to see her freaking out. If you don’t recall or don’t know, Ian’s bedroom door overlooks seven steps down to the living room. It turns out, however, that he decided to take a hard right and go into his mom and dad’s bedroom… Thank God. Obviously we’ll learn from that lesson.
• Today, Ian picked up a soccer ball toy in one hand, a baseball toy in the other hand, and then used his forearms in a pincer like motion to pick up and cradle a basketball toy up to his chest.
• About a minute after the above, he tried this again, and pressed the basketball against his head rather than between his arms, still carrying three objects. Apparently he knows his body.
• We have a toy that is a long peg that ends in a round base that Ian can put wooden rings on. He found it difficult to align the peg with the hole in the rings, as it is a tight fit, so I helped him by aiming the base (and thus the peg) as he pushed the ring down. This worked. A moment later he decided to take the ring off the peg. As I said, it was a tight fit, so he found both of his hands busily trying to pick up the ring, and ending up picking up the whole toy with the base by mistake. Now think about this, for a one year old: He came over to me and put the base in my hands… as if to ask me to hold that part like a vice, while he pulled the ring. So not only is he understanding physics (Dad you hold part A, while I pull part B) he’s also not afraid to ask for help when he literally needs a hand.
• While watching an episode of Pocoyo today the narrator asked the audience to determine which of three shapes was a ball. I asked Ian, “Which one is the ball, Ian?” He looked away from the television and picked up two of his toy balls from amongst his toys. He then walked up to me and offered me one.
Today’s smile is brought to you by kitchen mischief and the letter “T.” See this image larger.
As a parent should it freak me out that our kid giggles whenever he’s running away from us? See this image larger.
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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?
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.
Observations:
• Twice now we’ve seen Ian return a book to the book-bin that is in our living room. We never taught or asked him to do this.
• Tonight I quoted a line from a book that Ian’s read, as part of a joke. [For my own future reference, the line was “Try the basket!” from the book Where’s Spot?] I was in the kitchen and Melissa was walking away from the play area for a brief moment, and we laughed at my reference for a moment; during this time Ian came into view and we both were surprised to see that he had been busy digging out the book I had quoted from the book-bin.
Sunday 2nd Best
Normally I’d say his outfit below is a tie with the other one, but the truth is, my camera is messing up a bit so the pictures don’t look as good. Thus, second best!
Observations:
• About three days ago Ian drank from a drink-box of milk, using a straw. A normal, standard-issue straw.
• He slept entirely through the night on Friday. Sadly, if I’m not mistaken, that may have been his first. He’s doing much better about that these days — which I guess means we’re doing better about that these days.
• Yesterday, Mama and I both closed Ian’s door at roughly the same time. I was pulling the door shut, Ian’s mama was pushing the door shut from within. Well, we both saw it close, and neither of us “finished” the process. The door closed, but did not latch. Mom looked away from Ian for a moment, and he wasted no time getting to the door, digging his fingers into the tiny crack of the shut door, pulling it wide open, and running off into the wild blue yonder. I heard mama call out in surprise and I ran upstairs to see her freaking out. If you don’t recall or don’t know, Ian’s bedroom door overlooks seven steps down to the living room. It turns out, however, that he decided to take a hard right and go into his mom and dad’s bedroom… Thank God. Obviously we’ll learn from that lesson.
• Today, Ian picked up a soccer ball toy in one hand, a baseball toy in the other hand, and then used his forearms in a pincer like motion to pick up and cradle a basketball toy up to his chest.
• About a minute after the above, he tried this again, and pressed the basketball against his head rather than between his arms, still carrying three objects. Apparently he knows his body.
• We have a toy that is a long peg that ends in a round base that Ian can put wooden rings on. He found it difficult to align the peg with the hole in the rings, as it is a tight fit, so I helped him by aiming the base (and thus the peg) as he pushed the ring down. This worked. A moment later he decided to take the ring off the peg. As I said, it was a tight fit, so he found both of his hands busily trying to pick up the ring, and ending up picking up the whole toy with the base by mistake. Now think about this, for a one year old: He came over to me and put the base in my hands… as if to ask me to hold that part like a vice, while he pulled the ring. So not only is he understanding physics (Dad you hold part A, while I pull part B) he’s also not afraid to ask for help when he literally needs a hand.
• While watching an episode of Pocoyo today the narrator asked the audience to determine which of three shapes was a ball. I asked Ian, “Which one is the ball, Ian?” He looked away from the television and picked up two of his toy balls from amongst his toys. He then walked up to me and offered me one.
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?
Book Smarts
Observations:
• Twice now we’ve seen Ian return a book to the book-bin that is in our living room. We never taught or asked him to do this.
• Tonight I quoted a line from a book that Ian’s read, as part of a joke. [For my own future reference, the line was “Try the basket!” from the book Where’s Spot?] I was in the kitchen and Melissa was walking away from the play area for a brief moment, and we laughed at my reference for a moment; during this time Ian came into view and we both were surprised to see that he had been busy digging out the book I had quoted from the book-bin.