Step Stool!

Best $2.99 I ever spent. On a step stool that Will realized enabled him the joy of turning on and off lights at HIS discretion. Having a quiet dinner even though the lights are going on and off - PRICELESS.

Straws and yogurt!

Yes, I let my son drink yogurt through a straw. He liked it, and ate a lot that way. Plus Grandma Murphy was here, and it became a bit of an experiment - is it actually possible to get such a viscous liquid through a straw, and does a 16 month old actually have the sucking power to do it. Yes, and yes.

Words, words, words

This is a note on what words Will says now. Reliably, not-so-reliably, and once in a blue moon. . .

Reliably:
Ma-ma
Da-da
Go
Dis (This - meaning, What's this?)
Nigh-nigh (night-night)
Na-na (Blanket - who knows why!)
Dog
Duk (Duck - almost indistinguishable from Dog, and sometimes from Dad)
Hot
Ah-ah (which means flag)
Ahhh (which means I want that)
Ash (Ashley, a friend)
yeah

Not-so-reliably:
Hat (that was today about Dad's hat)
Hot-Dog
Mil (that was also today for milk)
Joysss (Joyce)

Once-in-blue-moon:
All-Done
Peach (that was amazing, but he only did it once)
Hey-low (hello)
Gaaama (Grandma)

Sounds, noises and signs:
pbbbtt (at dad in the car to get him to play)
sipping noise (meaning I like to drink that)
Blowing kisses
Butterfly kisses (batting his eyelashes)
Clearing his throat (apparently I do this when I read, so he pretends to read and clears his throat - so cute!)

Signs:
Banana
Milk
Please
Thank You
All Done
Play
Keys (he made this one up himself, looks like he's trying to unlock a door)
Water (A loose W over his mouth)
Yes
No

O-H-I-O

Box Climbing

He's the Sheriff in this town.

So it's been SO hot here (as Will says "'aw. . .t") that we spent most of today inside. To keep things interesting we did a photo shoot with the Knotts hat. It's got a whistle in case I get out of line, so that's good.

Other inside activities:
- Tossing Will on the count of three onto the bed, followed by a giggle fest. (I figure he's learning to count to three, right?)
- Putting Will in the diaper box and sliding him around the room making "vrrmmm" noises. (No educational merit except perhaps learning the vrrmm noise.)
- Playing with the block sorter. (Massive educational opportunities here.)
- Learning to climb on the diaper box. (Gross motor skills.)

My Boy and Bananas

My boy is big enough to eat a banana all on his own. Sigh. This all goes so fast!

Coasters and Tidying.

I have a wonderful son. For some reason he's decided that sippy cups and bottles go on coasters. Even if the coaster is on the floor. AND, get this: yesterday I had to sweep, and he wanted to help. This morning he got up and asked for the broom. :) Music to a mother's ears. Or eyes. Or both.

Water Play

So today was a complete battle. Will woke up with the energy of ten two-year olds, and I woke up pregnant (still) and tired. Between the battles though, we had some exuberant fun: such as, playing tackle tickle (which is just what it sounds like, he tackles me, I tickle him), moving pebbles around and splashing in water, and the be-all-end-all for Will: Mama letting him water the plants! He loves it when I water, so I told him he could go out and water for me. Of course only one plant got watered, but boy did he have fun doing it.

Needless to say, I am going to sleep well tonight. After I find a sprinkler to set up for tomorrow.

6:50 am

Okay, so between the three of us, none of us could wait until 7am to get up and show William his new toy! :)





Is this for me? You realize its serious work this digging in the tray.

An old picture, but how cute!

This is William hiding between the wall and the fridge. He thinks it's hilarious. I love it.

Things I can do one-handed. . .

You know what I was thinking just now? I was thinking that I have mastered the art of holding Will with one arm while doing things with the other. Things I can do one-handed:

- laundry: including loading, starting, and transferring loads
- vacuuming: we're actually working on making Will less scared of the vacuum, but for a while the only way it would work is if I held him to show it was okay. . .
- cooking dinner: yes, including stirring hot things (I'm sure I get a demerit for that, but Will loves to watch the pots)
- blogging and emailing: self-explanatory - one-handed typing.
- unloading groceries from the car or the bags.

:)

I've got skills.

Fell in the dirt. . .

So we were doing our outside chores today (you know, scootering, watering, bucketing things, scootering some more), and the ground was all wet. Will was chasing me around, getting all wet by sticking his hand in the water, and having the greatest time when PLOP he fell face first into the wetest wet dirt ever. I pull him up, and he's got a face FULL of mud - eyes all muddy, nose, mouth, teeth have mud in them.

What do I do? Well, I have to get him cleaned up, and here's a hose, so I hose him down. He didn't like that much and the ensuing chase around the yard as I tried to take photos of our escapades was as much fun as the original fall. He was completely sopping, and convinced I might turn the hose on him again - ah the joys of childhood. I made up for it by pulling out the bubbles and distracting him with them for a good long while. :)

Here's some photos of the William after he was hosed down: