Two and Three Months
In the past two weeks Cal decided to grow up.
- He can now climb up and down all three flights of stairs to our front door.
- He's going great guns with his toilet training. He's got number 1s down pat. Number 2s, we're working on.
- On the street he'll actually walk calmly in an agreed direction. He no longer does that crazed run in the opposite direction thing that toddlers do.
- When he hurts himself he asks matter-of-factly for kisses on the sore spot.
- He requests songs. The standards mostly - the wheels on the bus, dingle dangle scarecrow etc and his hand actions (especially the wipers on the bus going swish swish swish) are too much.
- He's developed an adorable crush on Peter Rabbit and runs for him if he remembers he's left him in another room. "Oh No! Peter Ratta, Petter Ratta. Run!"
- He's getting wily. He hates being towelled after his bath, so while still in the bath he pats his tummy and looks at his hands and says, "Dry!" - trying to convince me that I needn't bother with the towel tonight.
- He says please and thank you. "Pease Mummy, more raisins." And I die. (And promptly retrieve more raisins).
- He can count to six in English and three in Dutch. (For those of you not up to date with toddler development, by 27 months he should be able to count to one. In one language. Clearly David's maths and language genes.)
- He's starting to get that when adults have drinks in front of them they're not getting up to come and jump on the bed with him.
- And when he sees me watching him from the doorway he pats the spot on the couch next to him and says, "Mummy sit."
But with all this exciting growing up, there are some things that have slipped away as suddenly as other skills have appeared, and that I kind of miss. For example, at 16kgs he's too heavy to carry for longer than a few moments, so I no longer carry him to bed anymore, but he seems happy to run in there on his own as long as I lie down next to him for nose-stealing games before he goes to sleep. "Mummy sleep. Nose. Gotcha!"
- He can now climb up and down all three flights of stairs to our front door.
- He's going great guns with his toilet training. He's got number 1s down pat. Number 2s, we're working on.
- On the street he'll actually walk calmly in an agreed direction. He no longer does that crazed run in the opposite direction thing that toddlers do.
- When he hurts himself he asks matter-of-factly for kisses on the sore spot.
- He requests songs. The standards mostly - the wheels on the bus, dingle dangle scarecrow etc and his hand actions (especially the wipers on the bus going swish swish swish) are too much.
- He's developed an adorable crush on Peter Rabbit and runs for him if he remembers he's left him in another room. "Oh No! Peter Ratta, Petter Ratta. Run!"
- He's getting wily. He hates being towelled after his bath, so while still in the bath he pats his tummy and looks at his hands and says, "Dry!" - trying to convince me that I needn't bother with the towel tonight.
- He says please and thank you. "Pease Mummy, more raisins." And I die. (And promptly retrieve more raisins).
- He can count to six in English and three in Dutch. (For those of you not up to date with toddler development, by 27 months he should be able to count to one. In one language. Clearly David's maths and language genes.)
- He's starting to get that when adults have drinks in front of them they're not getting up to come and jump on the bed with him.
- And when he sees me watching him from the doorway he pats the spot on the couch next to him and says, "Mummy sit."
But with all this exciting growing up, there are some things that have slipped away as suddenly as other skills have appeared, and that I kind of miss. For example, at 16kgs he's too heavy to carry for longer than a few moments, so I no longer carry him to bed anymore, but he seems happy to run in there on his own as long as I lie down next to him for nose-stealing games before he goes to sleep. "Mummy sleep. Nose. Gotcha!"
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