I’ve decided to break back into blogging. The reason: it's the easiest way to keep track of Henry.
Last week, a good friend of mine asked me about some milestones during Henry’s first year. And I had to go back to the blog to find out when he did what. That’s the kind of scrap-booking, baby memory-keeping mother that I am not, apparently. In any case, I thought I better start up again – as the milestones (and the words) are coming fast and furious these days.
There are a couple key things going on with that boy now:
-He’s learned to express his discontent with us saying “no” by countering with, “Why not?” When we first heard him say it, we had to take a step back. “Why not?” Well…don’t say it…don’t even think about saying it… Okay, let's go with… “Because Mommy and Daddy don’t drink apple juice for dinner either. We drink water.” “Because we worked really hard to make the floors look nice and it’s doesn’t look nice to have crayon marks on them.” “Because the other kids at daycare might get upset if you took blue dog, jars of money, your spider man cup (insert any other object that happens to be near him on the way out the door) to school and don’t want to share.” “Because, even if the oven isn’t on and hot, it’s still not a toy.” … But, you know, in reality we’re only a few short weeks, days even, away from saying it. It’s coming... “Because I told you so.”
-He is completely in love with public transportation. So, this Saturday, the three of us got on the bus at the stop right down the hill from our house and took a trip downtown to the book store. Henry was thrilled. He looked all the passengers in the eye and said, “Daddy, Mommy, Henry ride the bus.” In case they were interested. When we got to the bookstore, Henry went straight for just about the worst book in the place, entitled something along the lines of, “The New Adventures of Scooby Doo and Friends.” His choice. One of many choices that I imagine we will think we can make better than he can. But, it’s what we went home with. And he loves it.
-He also loves to skip. I’m going to try to upload a video we have of it to this blog, as the skipping is something to see. It’s the oddest thing – he moves his shoulders like he’s skipping, but doesn’t lift his fee off the floor. Instead of jumping up in a skip action, he moves them around on the floor like James Brown circa 1969 singing “I Feel Good.” I’m not sure there are words to describe what this looks like when executed from such a small, two-year old form, but it’s quite fantastic.
Last week, a good friend of mine asked me about some milestones during Henry’s first year. And I had to go back to the blog to find out when he did what. That’s the kind of scrap-booking, baby memory-keeping mother that I am not, apparently. In any case, I thought I better start up again – as the milestones (and the words) are coming fast and furious these days.
There are a couple key things going on with that boy now:
-He’s learned to express his discontent with us saying “no” by countering with, “Why not?” When we first heard him say it, we had to take a step back. “Why not?” Well…don’t say it…don’t even think about saying it… Okay, let's go with… “Because Mommy and Daddy don’t drink apple juice for dinner either. We drink water.” “Because we worked really hard to make the floors look nice and it’s doesn’t look nice to have crayon marks on them.” “Because the other kids at daycare might get upset if you took blue dog, jars of money, your spider man cup (insert any other object that happens to be near him on the way out the door) to school and don’t want to share.” “Because, even if the oven isn’t on and hot, it’s still not a toy.” … But, you know, in reality we’re only a few short weeks, days even, away from saying it. It’s coming... “Because I told you so.”
-He is completely in love with public transportation. So, this Saturday, the three of us got on the bus at the stop right down the hill from our house and took a trip downtown to the book store. Henry was thrilled. He looked all the passengers in the eye and said, “Daddy, Mommy, Henry ride the bus.” In case they were interested. When we got to the bookstore, Henry went straight for just about the worst book in the place, entitled something along the lines of, “The New Adventures of Scooby Doo and Friends.” His choice. One of many choices that I imagine we will think we can make better than he can. But, it’s what we went home with. And he loves it.
-He also loves to skip. I’m going to try to upload a video we have of it to this blog, as the skipping is something to see. It’s the oddest thing – he moves his shoulders like he’s skipping, but doesn’t lift his fee off the floor. Instead of jumping up in a skip action, he moves them around on the floor like James Brown circa 1969 singing “I Feel Good.” I’m not sure there are words to describe what this looks like when executed from such a small, two-year old form, but it’s quite fantastic.
