Age: 23 Months
Favorite Activity: I wouldn't call it an activity, but child, you love your letters. In fact, the other day (after 23 months of telling you "I love you") I overheard this...
"Zeeee Poh, I yuv you." (Zero, I love you.) ......... "Dub Ewww, I yuv you." (W, I love you.)
It's good to know where I rank, buddy.
Honorable Mentions: You are enjoying your blocks again. However, single only go with singles. Doubles only go with doubles. If Daddy or I (or anyone) deviates from this, we lose our block building privileges.
Least Favorite Activity: You are not a fan of your vaporizer. In fact, you hate it. I'm fine with you hating it as long as you never get sick. Deal? Deal.
Milestones: First Apple picking trip! Some of us picked apples, some of us are apples...
We also went to a pumpkin patch. It was really cold so we didn't stay long, but you seemed to enjoy it.
New Activity: You have become a fabulous helper. You help clean up your toys...sometimes. You also LOVE putting muffin liners in the muffin tin. I was shocked when you did it the first time, but you filled them all quickly after demanding to help.
This month, I dyed some pasta and gave it to you to put on a string. You love stringing pasta and I like watching your fine motor skills develop.
Communication: We are understanding more and more of what you are trying to tell us. It's very exciting! You know what kitties, doggies, horses, sheep, chicks, frogs, cows, and ducks say. You can also point to your head, nose, mouth, chin, and ear now. You will also say, "Please, Ma!" when asking to watch Mickey.
Sleep: You are a champion sleeper, except when your teeth are bothering you. C'mon two year molars.
Best Moment: We went to Grandad's retirement party this month. You had so much fun. My favorite part was when you went out to dance beside Granny and Grandad. They were dancing, why not you? Then, when everyone was dancing, you'd run up to complete strangers who were dancing and throw your arms around their legs to hug them.
Worst Moment: You finish out this month with a cold. You being sick is the saddest, most pitiful thing I've seen since your tiny cast. Your nose is running and you keep coughing. I don't think it's anything that requires a visit to the doctor, but it breaks my heart. Add a late night of partying to a drive home with no nap and you passed out on me an hour before bedtime that night. Poor tired boy.
Eating: Holy picky eating, Batman. One day, you'll eat something the next day, you won't even touch it. You still refuse to eat peanut butter. You also have begun refusing pasta and your lil entree meals that we use for emergencies. You also know where I keep your fruit pouches. I have to time opening the fridge carefully because if you catch sight of your pouches, you want one! Luckily, you've learned to sit right down so you can have your pouch (or any food/drink).
Favorite Foods: Cheerios! You live on Cheerios these days. You went through an entire box in a week. I guess there are worse things you could love.
Teeth: Still haven't seen clear proof of your molars though you're drooling like a St. Bernard again. I'm planning to schedule your first dentist visit for December. I anticipate a melt down because you do not like people rooting around in your mouth!
Oh, and this! You love Donald Duck. Love, love, love him. When you want to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, you climb in my lap and sign "please" after asking, "How 'bout Meeeee?" If I don't get Meeeee going fast enough, you start signing, "please" on me. It's hysterical.
