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These boys... oh the stuff they can do. Here are Jackson's latest accomplishments:
The other day, he was playing at my mom's house (who, not incidentally, he calls "Ga", as in Gagi) and she has this neat play kitchen there, which Marty loves and now Jackson does too. There are a bunch of wooden toys and spoons and metal bowls and whatnot, and he's thrilled to be playing with all these things. He finds a basket of wooden foods, including an apple which comes apart (by gnawing on it, in his case, or fingers works too, to loosen the velcro holding them together). My mom hands him the wooden banana. He takes it from her, looks at it, hands it back and then gives her the SIGN FOR BANANA. Hehehe. I am quite sure he meant to say: Either peel this for me or go get me a real one, Ga!
Last night I am saying goodnight to Marty, while holding Jackson (Rob bathes the boys and gets them ready, then I step in and take the baby, although lately Rob's been managing bedtime just fine without me, not that I am ready to step out of this scene). Marty and I have this thing, which he got from Gagi, where he blows me kisses and I catch them then blow mine to him and he, quite dramatically, catches them. This goes on for as long as Rob can stand it. Last night, as Marty and I were doing our thing, Jackson started blowing us kisses! I almost fell over, which would not have been good since I was holding him at the time, but honestly I could not believe this 14-month-old baby was blowing us kisses.
Tonight I went to an even with my mom. While I was gone, Rob and the boys played in the yard (because it's Al Gore weather) and Jackson climbed up the playset 5 times without falling (yes Mom, Rob was right behind him the entire time). He then slid down the slide and loved every minute of it. Then, he started saying the word: book. Let's tally his word list:
-Mama (thanks)
-Dada
-Ga
-D (for Marty)
-Dog
-Bye bye (oh yeah, he started bringing me his shoes and saying bye bye to let me know he wants to go outside, and when that doesn't work he goes to the door and cries)
-Ball
-Book
-Hi (his favorite)
-Up
(that's 10. There may be more)
And Marty is starting to recognize words, like lemon, yellow, start, open, truck, etc. He's so close to reading. We have our good days and our bad, but overall he seems to be getting a bit less impulsive and a bit more gentle. He is such a bright boy. Everything around him is a silver pool of light.
The other day, he was playing at my mom's house (who, not incidentally, he calls "Ga", as in Gagi) and she has this neat play kitchen there, which Marty loves and now Jackson does too. There are a bunch of wooden toys and spoons and metal bowls and whatnot, and he's thrilled to be playing with all these things. He finds a basket of wooden foods, including an apple which comes apart (by gnawing on it, in his case, or fingers works too, to loosen the velcro holding them together). My mom hands him the wooden banana. He takes it from her, looks at it, hands it back and then gives her the SIGN FOR BANANA. Hehehe. I am quite sure he meant to say: Either peel this for me or go get me a real one, Ga!
Last night I am saying goodnight to Marty, while holding Jackson (Rob bathes the boys and gets them ready, then I step in and take the baby, although lately Rob's been managing bedtime just fine without me, not that I am ready to step out of this scene). Marty and I have this thing, which he got from Gagi, where he blows me kisses and I catch them then blow mine to him and he, quite dramatically, catches them. This goes on for as long as Rob can stand it. Last night, as Marty and I were doing our thing, Jackson started blowing us kisses! I almost fell over, which would not have been good since I was holding him at the time, but honestly I could not believe this 14-month-old baby was blowing us kisses.
Tonight I went to an even with my mom. While I was gone, Rob and the boys played in the yard (because it's Al Gore weather) and Jackson climbed up the playset 5 times without falling (yes Mom, Rob was right behind him the entire time). He then slid down the slide and loved every minute of it. Then, he started saying the word: book. Let's tally his word list:
-Mama (thanks)
-Dada
-Ga
-D (for Marty)
-Dog
-Bye bye (oh yeah, he started bringing me his shoes and saying bye bye to let me know he wants to go outside, and when that doesn't work he goes to the door and cries)
-Ball
-Book
-Hi (his favorite)
-Up
(that's 10. There may be more)
And Marty is starting to recognize words, like lemon, yellow, start, open, truck, etc. He's so close to reading. We have our good days and our bad, but overall he seems to be getting a bit less impulsive and a bit more gentle. He is such a bright boy. Everything around him is a silver pool of light.
posted by MiRM at 10:39 PM
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