max is now a little over 14 months old. what a difference a year makes. last year at this time i was hysterically crying over going back to work and leaving my nearly 3 month old baby. well, that hasn't changed. almost every sunday evening i feel the same feelings as i did then. i am so in love with this little boy i can hardly stand it. he is extremely smart and funny. he has the best sense of humor. he makes scott and i laugh and smile. here are some of the many reasons why:
~when he loses something underneath the couch, etc., he gets down on his hands and knees just like an adult and looks for it.
~when he is wondering about something he puts his hands up and shrugs his shoulders like we do when we say "where is rex?" or some other question.
~when he wants to go outside he brings us his hat even when the temperature got up to 70 degrees...we still had to put it on to prevent any tears.
~when he wants you to pick him up, or anything else he wants you to do and you don't right away, he will bounce his legs, tuck his chin into his body, begin to make a spitting sound, and cry so hard...pitiful.
~his new thing is hide and go seek..."hides" behind the peace lily, i "hide" on the other side and peek at him through it, then "unexpectedly" i come through the plant and say "boo"...he laughs hysterically.
~jac taught him a new game he loves; whack it...climb up three stairs, put basketball in between banister rails, count to 3 and then whack the basketball through the rails onto the floor, retrieve and start again.
~he has recently become enthralled with books. he becomes attached to one book at a time. scott and i have to read them all.the.time and many, many times in a row each night at bedtime. first it was brown bear, brown bear, what do you see?. then, hello baby! by mem fox. along with those 2 he then added a few more that never quite made the cut but he wanted to read once a night; goodnight moon, pat the bunny, polar bear, polar bear, what do you hear?. we are currently reading doggies by sandra boynton at least 10 times a day. the teacher in me is so glad he loves good, quality books.
~he loves to be outdoors. he loves using his tools to "fix" things (sorry rex and lucy). he loves food (new foods include chili, broccoli corn casserole, and chicken-apple sausages). he dislikes diaper changes and nose wipings.
~he waves to everyone everywhere. he gives the best open-mouthed drooly kisses.
~he cleans up around the house (puts his dirty laundry in his basket, throws away trash, picks up dirt). he loves to turn on/off the vacuum. p.s. he is getting a dyson of his own for christmas...too bad it doesn't actually pick anything up.
~he cleans up around the house (puts his dirty laundry in his basket, throws away trash, picks up dirt). he loves to turn on/off the vacuum. p.s. he is getting a dyson of his own for christmas...too bad it doesn't actually pick anything up.
okay, enough, right? what can i say, i love him with all my heart.
signing all done...he also knows the sign for more
loves to push/pull around his corn popper
