Monday, November 12, 2012

Happy 19 Months!

I think I skipped a couple of months, but I figured I'd give another monthly update.

Practicing on Phillip and Seth's drum set

What have you been up to? 


We are still working very hard on communicating with each other. You repeat just about any words that we say, but use your pointer finger when you want anything. If you're hungry you'll point to the kitchen. Then we'll go into the kitchen and here's how our conversation goes:

Me: Do you want yogurt?
You: No
Me: Do you want milk?
You: No
Me: Do you want cereal?
You: No

The conversation usually lasts about 15 minutes and, after listing about 30 more items, we both become very frustrated and end up leaving empty-handed. Maybe one day we'll be able to understand each other a little better.

(A year ago) Sometimes I miss the days where you'd eat anything. 

You can say a lot of words, but some of your favorites are okey dokey, hokey pokey, puppy, baby, ball, and Elmo. Somehow, we made it 19 months without you ever using the word "no". Trust me, it's not that you never hear it, it's because you'd rather violently shake your head back and forth than use the actual word. However, you've learned to use the word "no" now and we hear it all the time. Also, instead of saying "yes" you always say "sure" which is really cute. Another favorite is "uh oh, spaghetti-o" (you pronounce it "uh-oh, ski-o"). That's another saying that we hear daily. You just learned to say Eli, the ORU Golden Eagle mascot (you pronounce it "Eyi"). Every time Daddy comes home from work you point to the Eli on his shirt. You also point to Daddy's office when we pass by and chant "Eyi, Eyi, Eyi".

Grandma brought Daddy's old Tickle-Me-Elmo for you to have. You couldn't stop hugging him :)
* Side note: Certain textures still bother you (like fuzzy things), so you carried Elmo and Mommy's old Tickle-Me-Cookie Monster around by the eyeballs until you tolerated the fuzziness. So strange, but so funny.
Your favorite foods are still yogurt, guacamole, poptarts, and you have a new found love of ketchup. I'm not sure if you love the ketchup or if you just love the idea of dipping.
You love to wrestle and tackle Daddy on the floor. You also enjoy playing with cars, trucks, and trains. You also like to read books and color.

It was fun watching your imagination at work
with the train set that the Boone's gave you.

You're still a great sleeper, sleeping from about 8:30 pm - 8:30 am with one or two naps a day. You finally had four more teeth come in. They were a lot bigger teeth and were much more painful than your front teeth. Now you have a total of 12 teeth! Are we done yet?

Playing with Uncle Chad's pet rats. Now that he and
Aunt Serah are married, that makes them your new cousins. 

We've been working on counting and haven't gotten very far, but we've recently added letters and colors. You are at least starting to recognize letters and every time you see a letter you say "e" or "o", so I guess that's a start. You love to sing Old McDonald and make the animal sounds followed by a slurred ee-i-ee-i-o.

Milking the cow at the pumpkin patch.

We've made a couple of trips up to Daddy's work to watch the games. We only went to one soccer game this season and the whole time you pointed to the ball and wanted to run out onto the field to take it. So, that was the end of our soccer attendance. Then, we attended a few volleyball matches which went pretty well because you ran around the gym kicking a ball around. Daddy didn't have to work those games, so he got to sit with us in the stands. Basketball season has started and you've been to a few basketball games.We usually sit up near the top so that you have an entire row to yourself. Then you cheer, dance, and run around the entire half. You are starting to interact a lot and imitate the actions of the fans around us. It's pretty cute when you throw your hands up and cheer!

Statistics: At your last well check you were weighing in at 26 lbs (45th percentile) and measuring 34 1/2 inches (95th percentile). 

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