Oliver's almost one! In a few days we go to Connecticut to celebrate with Brian's family. We can't wait!!! Oliver is understanding so much more lately. We speak to him in Spanish and English and he seems to understand both pretty well. The other day we were playing on the porch and as I started singing the clean up song and putting his toys away, he crawled into the house like he knew it was time to go in! Last night when I finished bathing him I said, "Okay, we're finished," and he stood up and tried to climb out.
When Oliver eats all his food or does something new, we usually say, "Yey!" and clap. Well, now he claps at himself for the smallest things; it's so funny. He also throws tantrums more often; sometimes they're funny and other times they're frustrating. It's funny when he rides his little truck in the house and bumps into furniture; he gets frustrated and throws himself on the floor. Then he gets back up, rides again, bumps into furniture and throws himself on the floor again. Or when he tries to fit a shape into a shape sorter, he tries it a few times, gets angry, throws himself on the floor, tries again and then cheers himself on when he finally gets it in. It's not funny though when I'm in the middle of cooking and chopping veggies, expecting him to sleep his usual amount of time and he suddenly wakes up cranky, super clingy and I can't accomplish the single task that I've set for myself that afternoon.
Oliver's been cruising for a few months now. He stands up for a few seconds, but he's still a little hesitant to walk on his own. For the past few days he's been refusing to drink his milk - don't know what that's all about.
I'm learning that just when I think I know him better, and I figure out a new stage and feel confident, he starts a new stage yet again. I'm also learning the real meaning of patience and selflessness; it's really hard!! I have to admit, though, it's rewarding in the end.
Here he is happily riding his truck (no furniture in the way).
He discovered his belly and points to it when I ask him where it is.
He's clapping at himself.
It's like 100 degrees outside, but feels like 200.
This is his new way of getting around;
it's in between crawling and walking.
1 comment:
Aw! Z. did the "bear crawl" when she hit rough ground or sometimes in grass. I think she didn't care for the feel of certain surfaces to her knees. Glenda, you are so right on about parenting. Patience, love, & a lot of understanding that they are flying through these phases. Langston seems like a tiny adult in so many ways & he's not even 5! I'm happy that you are tapped in to all the joys of these early day. Hugs to the birthday boy!
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