An article in Parenting magazine claims that a "close attachment can prevent diseases, boost immunity and enhance IQ in your baby. . . "
If that's true Zachary is destined to be the smartest man in the world given how much he's attached to my hip. Only mama can console for owies, only mama can put him to bed, etc.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Toddlerhood
Because he hit the magic number of 16 months, Zachary "transitioned" up to the toddler class at his school. I think he was most excited by the new toys they have in that room. I prefer having him with kids older than him- some of the kids are only a month older, but they range up to two years old. He likes that his buddy is in the class with him again.
At his sixteen-month appointment (we had trouble with scheduling at the fifteen-month), he weighed 26.2 pounds and was a whopping 33.5 inches. [Given that I am just shy of 63 inches, one can imagine that it won't be long before he's looming over me.)
Zachary's speech capabilities have exploded almost overnight. He says so many things and it's a random assortment of words- dog, ball, car, bubble, all done- I understand, but "backpack" (yes, very clearly backpack), "owl," "girl," and "whale" seemed rather strange to me.
He loves his trucks and pushing things around. And his books, he can be absorbed by reading for the longest time. I imagine he is already in the running for nerddom like both his parents.
Most days, when I see how beautiful and amazing he is, I still just pinch myself because I can't believe he's mine.
At his sixteen-month appointment (we had trouble with scheduling at the fifteen-month), he weighed 26.2 pounds and was a whopping 33.5 inches. [Given that I am just shy of 63 inches, one can imagine that it won't be long before he's looming over me.)
Zachary's speech capabilities have exploded almost overnight. He says so many things and it's a random assortment of words- dog, ball, car, bubble, all done- I understand, but "backpack" (yes, very clearly backpack), "owl," "girl," and "whale" seemed rather strange to me.
He loves his trucks and pushing things around. And his books, he can be absorbed by reading for the longest time. I imagine he is already in the running for nerddom like both his parents.
Most days, when I see how beautiful and amazing he is, I still just pinch myself because I can't believe he's mine.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Flower power
I have been drowning in work and sick kid at the same time. Sigh. But because I never want to forget the first flower Zachary gave to me . . .
We were outside (Zachary's location of choice- he puts his jacket on over his pajamas and bangs the front door with his fist to be let out in the morning) and Zachary spotted a dandelion. He plucked it and handed it to me. My heart melted. I told him thank you and put it in my hair. When he saw it in my hair, he proceeded to pull it out (in a rather painful fashion). His next move was to attempt to put in his very boy short hair. Despite several attempts, it wouldn't stay, so he threw into the street.
We were outside (Zachary's location of choice- he puts his jacket on over his pajamas and bangs the front door with his fist to be let out in the morning) and Zachary spotted a dandelion. He plucked it and handed it to me. My heart melted. I told him thank you and put it in my hair. When he saw it in my hair, he proceeded to pull it out (in a rather painful fashion). His next move was to attempt to put in his very boy short hair. Despite several attempts, it wouldn't stay, so he threw into the street.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Thank you, Easter Bunny
Zachary thought the Easter Bunny was quite fascinating on Saturday morning. He was very intrigued by the bunny's glasses and tophat (a very well-dressed bunny this was). Zachary patted Mr. Bunny's hand and gave him five when the bunny was walking around. But when it came time to sit on Mr. Bunny's lap, you would have thought he was a psycho killer by Zachary's attempt to wriggle away from him. The photographer was able to snap one fairly decent shot, but most of them look like stills from a horror movie (minus any blood shedding, of course).
Friday, March 12, 2010
Easter photos
Check out those shoes- just because he's a boy doesn't mean I can't buy him fun shoes.
We hope to go visit the Easter Bunny this weekend.
We hope to go visit the Easter Bunny this weekend.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Round and round we go
It seems like we alternate being sick in our house. I don't think all three of us have been well at the same time for more than five minutes at a time.
Despite our sickies, Zachary has reached his 15-month milestone. I am still amazed every time I looked at him that he is such a little boy and not at all a "baby." Some of his favorite pursuits right now include pushing and pulling his "popper" lawn mower and sitting. I had removed one of the couch cushions in the living room as I was cleaning up a spill on the side (love the ease of micorfiber!). Since the couch was now essentially lower, Zachary co-opted this area and sat reading books to himself. Usually, he will bring me book after book to read (over and over each one), but on the day he got to sit on the cushionless couch, he was all about being cosy with his books by himself. It was the cutest darned thing.
I struggle with his limits testing- like throwing a tantrum when he is told no and redirected. I know intellectually that he is not developmentally able to comprehend some things, but it can be frustrating when he laughs at correction and repeats the behavior. He is still very clingy and usually prefers mama, which is a mixed blessing. Poor Daddy feels left out at times.
Despite our sickies, Zachary has reached his 15-month milestone. I am still amazed every time I looked at him that he is such a little boy and not at all a "baby." Some of his favorite pursuits right now include pushing and pulling his "popper" lawn mower and sitting. I had removed one of the couch cushions in the living room as I was cleaning up a spill on the side (love the ease of micorfiber!). Since the couch was now essentially lower, Zachary co-opted this area and sat reading books to himself. Usually, he will bring me book after book to read (over and over each one), but on the day he got to sit on the cushionless couch, he was all about being cosy with his books by himself. It was the cutest darned thing.
I struggle with his limits testing- like throwing a tantrum when he is told no and redirected. I know intellectually that he is not developmentally able to comprehend some things, but it can be frustrating when he laughs at correction and repeats the behavior. He is still very clingy and usually prefers mama, which is a mixed blessing. Poor Daddy feels left out at times.
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