The Breast of Humanity

The update post: 3 1/2 and 1

So the little man does lots of things now, says lots of things now, and is becoming a pretty neat kid, when he isn't having a tantrum. Tantrums are a some what recent development, which is good that it took this long, but bad (for his behind). Since we have been telling him not to say "no" to us he is saying it much less, but now he has replaced it with a great big violent roar. So, now he gets spanked for roaring as well, unless he is playing with his dinosaurs when he does it because then it is just play and not back talking. He is still big on dinosaurs, trains and now has added Nemo to his list of favorites. He is getting very good at recognizing and pointing out opposites: dark and bright, full and empty, in and out, new and old, up and down, and up and out. The last one is how he describes sleep now. You are no longer night-night, you are out. And when you are not out, you are up. I suppose he gets that from when we ask him if he wants to get up. He connected out to being asleep just sometime last week. Whenever RC and I see if the lady is sleeping in the truck, we ask if she is out. So he connected that night-night and out are the same thing thus negating the neccesity to say a repetitve syllable and adding a new level of difficulty in understanding his language. He now says just about anything that possbly needs saying, as far as nouns are concerned. He has many "buh" and "bih" words that all sound relatively the same: bird, bug, ball, big, bump, bite, etc. He likes to point out what everyone is doing. Like the other day in Target. "Mama, poo-poo. Poo-poo, mama." Generally he also likes to add a sort of surprised or exasperated "uh" sound at the beginning of his phrases to denote his disdain or excitment over something: "Uh, baby, out." "Uh, bug bite." "Uh, fall, head bump." He only strings together two or three words for the most part, and doesn't use sentences at all. He does try out a new word every day. I should really start writing them down or something. He doesn't use his exasperated "uh" while pointing at something for you to figure out what it is he is talking about thing so much anymore. He knows many of the names of the food that we eat. Mainly pizza, chicken, fries and hot dog, since that is the majority of what we eat. The four major food groups, right? He will get out his own plate or bowl and utensil and name them as he gets them. He will tell you what he wants to eat, although he gets whatever we give him no matter what he demands. He will put his plate/bowl and utensil in the sink when he is finished eating. He goes to the bathroom without asking. He does all bathroom things on his own, with the exception being when he doesn't quite feel fresh enough, and then he will ask for a wipe. He builds towers with bocks and knocks them down. He drives cars on his sister's head. He likes to help me cook, in the rare events that I do. And when it is something like hot dogs, he likes to stand on the stool to offer his supervision and sometimes a comforting hug when the water appears to be getting hot. He is revealing such a sweet/devious nature. He will occasionally keep his head bowed now when we pray, instead of just standing there laughing. That is all I can think of right now. I'll continue this one later.

posted by Jedi Master Deba Sing @ 2:36 PM 1 comments