Tuesday, February 23, 2010

another sweet tooth in the family

I love that fact that every time Logan sees a cookie, he starts smacking his lips. He makes the same sound when I put on chapstick because he wants some too. I've been using sign language for months with Logan to communicate "more" and "all done" and he hasn't done it once. I have cookies in the house for two days and he's already found a way to communicate that he wants one.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Brody the chatterbox

Brody's speech has grown leaps and bounds over the past year. It's hard to imagine him not talking because he's become such a chatterbox. He found me this morning and asked for a bandaid. I opened the door to the linen closet and said where are they? He said "I don't know. Last night I put them right there and now they're gone." There was no stutter and no grammatical errors. It was like I was speaking to another adult.

Over the weekend we asked what he wanted for lunch and he replied "I don't want anything." I know, it doesn't sound like a big deal, but usually he'll throw in a double negative or he'll misuse the word something in a sentence like this. ("I don't want something.") I think this is the first time I've heard him say anything and it was pretty cool.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

A dangerous

Brody just used the word dangerous as a noun.

"Look, mama, look!" He held out a measuring spoon with something inside.
"What is it Brody?"
"It's a dangerous", he said.

Then he threw it up in the air and laughed hysterically.

I still have no idea what it was or where it's gone. Probably not mother-of-the-year material.

Friday, February 5, 2010

? Or no.

Poor Brody. I guess he's getting used to hearing the word no. He's started asking his questions with an "Or No." at the end. For instance: "Mama, can I go outside or no." "Mama, can I play with this or no." This morning it was "Mama, can I touch Logan's foot or no." Poor kid.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Logan at 9 months

Logan is 9 months old. How did that happen? I still call him "the baby" but that label won't stick much longer. He's babbling like crazy these days, especially the sounds of da, ma, and ba. His only intentional sound is "Dat", which he uses when pointing to things. Whenever he does it, we tell him what the object is and then he points to something new. He's also learned to direct our walking path by pointing. I hold onto him, he points, I walk a few steps in that direction, then he points again. Eventually he gets me where he wants to go. With skills like this, who needs to walk or talk?

On that note, no, Logan is still not crawling. The doctor scolded me for holding onto him too much, which I know is true. I'm away from him all day. When I get home, I want to hold him! We're listening to the doctor and getting him more tummy time and he's becoming more active on the ground. He'll kick his feet and push with his hands, but always seems to go backwards instead of forwards. He'll get it eventually. Until then, he's happy to sit, stand with help, and be held.

Logan's second tooth is through. He now has his two bottom, middle teeth. When eating Cheerios, which are his favorite, he knows to put it in the front of his mouth to chew using those two teeth. He also knows that he can make me jump by biting down when I'm checking his mouth for things that shouldn't be in there. Then he laughs. He's such a great kid.

He's eating table foods with us but it's going slowly. He loves yogurt and anything carb-related and crunchy. He is not a fan of fruits (bananas and peaches both failed the first test) or pasta. He will tolerate meat and vegetables but only for chewing. He doesn't swallow them so I have to pull them out of his mouth later, once he's sucked the juice out of them. He also doesn't like touching wet or sticky foods with his hands so we have to place most foods in his mouth. Such a pampered life he leads!

He's still mama's boy and won't tolerate anyone else when he's not feeling well. When he's in a good mood he'll happily be passed around, even among strangers. He's learned to lunge his body in the direction he wants to go while being held, so he lets us know when he wants to go to someone else. Every night before bed he lunges between Jacob and me, 3 or 4 times while we throw him up in the air or fly him around like Superman. He loves it and knows it's coming so as we're putting Brody down to sleep Logan is already kicking, smiling, and ready to jump out of my arms. I believe it is the highlight of his night.

We'll soon have a 3 year old and a 1 year old. A pre-schooler and a toddler. It's amazing how fast time flies.