There have been a lot of crazy cool things going on at the Fohner Pad lately.
I mean, this might be my favorite stage yet...
Well, this stage was pretty awesome...
{sigh}
Oh, I LOVED those newborn days...those first 3 weeks when it didn't matter that the largest chunk of sleep I got was 4 hours in a row because we were just so thrilled to have that little one in our lives, his smell, the way he scrunched his legs up to his chest when we picked him up, how easily he would fall asleep nursing before just laying there curled up on me for hours, skin to skin naps, I could go on for hours...
Anyway...
14 months...you are fun!
In the past month, little dude has...
said his first word
"Azzie" of course, it makes sense since that's what he first thought his name was...
& is now going across the room without falling or stopping in a matter of 2.5 weeks...
become super independent at meals
now he's taking the spoon from my hand, keeping the food on it until it enters his mouth, & handing it back to me to put more food on it. He's also attempting to "cut" food up with his fork (not successfully yet), but he can stab a piece of food with his fork & bring it to his mouth to eat...it's crazy awesome but kinda of sad at the same time. I mean, this is my baby boy...I'm not sure if I'm ready to start letting him handle eating all by himself. And then he's all like, "mom, get outta my face with that utensil, I'll do it!" I can just hear my mother repeating back my favorite phrase from when I was about 6 months older than Abram, "no, I do it!" over & over. Yes, he is blossoming into my child.
started making animal sounds on command
what animal? Take a wild guess...
Yes, I realize that "oh oh" does not sound like "woof woof"
After a night at Mimi & Pap's house while Mommy & Daddy were hanging out with their cousins in VA Beach (it took us 14 months to leave him for the night, but it went super well), we came back to Abram responding to "what does Deacon say?" (their Chesapeake Bay Retriever) with "oh oh".
Since Aslan almost never barks, it was challenging to try to even teach him this. When we got home from that night away, I would occasionally replace "Deacon" with "Azzie". Sometimes when we let Aslan out in the backyard to roam around inside the fence, she likes to let the occasional passerby know that this is her yard by letting out a random bark every once in a while. A few days ago I noticed that when Abram heard this he would say "oh oh". I'm assuming that when he learns how to pronounce his "w"'s & "f"'s this will turn into "woof woof". In the meantime it's fun to hear him practice his new skill. We're working on other animals now, but somebody's too busy looking at his board books & toddling around.
I think the coolest thing to watch is Abram's face when he's learning all this...he gets this look like he just knows he's doing something new & fascinating & he just can't contain his smile. Like he's thinking, "hey, mom...check this out! Can you believe I'm doing this? This rocks!"
With all these fun things, some interesting skills have also developed...ones that make me realize that the Bateman genes are starting to come out. Abram has become a bit more sure of what he would like at certain points in time.
For example, my dialog sounds like this while Abram's internal dialog is as follows...
Me: Abram, let's go run some errands, buddy!
Abram: Um, no. I'd rather play with my truck.
Me: Come here, bub.
Abram: I can't hear you & to prove it I'm going to look extra into playing with my truck despite the fact that I wasn't all that interested in it just a few seconds ago.
Me: I'm gonna get him.
Abram: Haha, have you seen how fast I crawl?
Me: Hey, quit wiggling, crazy man.
Abram: If I keep throwing my head back while attempting to dead fish, this may work.
Me: Here's your bink...take your bink. No? Here's your sippy cup.
Abram: Bahhh! Yes, my 180 degree turn worked. I think I can crawl out the top of this car seat thing.
Me: Hold still!
Abram: Hey, this handle would be a great way to act like I'm on the high bar about to do an Olympic dismount if I grip it with both hands.
Me: WHOA! Hang tight, bub. Just let me get the straps snapped...
Abram: This isn't working...flail, flail. Yes, yes, now she can't get my arms in, it's working.
Me: Let me see that arm...I'm gonna eat them fingers, give 'em, give 'em.
Abram: Here's they are, don't eat them, that tickles! Hey! Darn, that works every time. Okay, start to buck again, then she can't tighten the straps.
Me: Abram Brian, look at Mommy.
Abram: One...last...buck...should...do...it...grrr...
Me: Oh my goodness do you feel that wind blowing (while I blow on Abram's face).
Abram: Ahh, I love it...do it again, do it again! Seriously? She tricked me again.
Me: Annnddd done...ready to go?
This time frame leading up to those "terrible two's" is going to be fun...I can just see it now ;)

