Tyler is standing up. He's always liked being held in a standing position. Now, he's able to easily pull himself up on any object (including Mama and Daddy -- I call us his jungle gyms!). The funny part is that he uses all of his body to stand -- his legs, his arms, his mouth... Yep, my kiddo clamps onto whatever object he's trying to climb up (especially the ottoman) and uses his mouth as support. It's hilarious, until we're at someone else's house. They're going to have little mouth imprints on their furniture. The other problem is, he's gotten cocky. He likes to pull himself up on objects that can't support his weight (like empty clothes baskets). He also thinks that he can stand on his own (newsflash: he can't). He likes to let go (to grab a toy, to give you fives, to be reckless...). A little while back, he took a nasty fall, falling flat out on the hardwoods (which he's also not supposed to be near). He's fine, and definitely did not learn his lesson.
He's a rebel. We don't have a lot of rules for Tyler right now. The few that we do have, he constantly defies.
1. Stay on the "soft floor" (the living room rug). If you're more than two feet away from him, he will make a beeline for the hardwoods before you can blink.
2. Don't pull up on the green chair (which has felt on the legs, so it can slide out from underneath him) and don't touch the entertainment center. Both of these wouldn't have to be rules if he would follow #1.
3. Don't pull on Mr. Whale (a faucet cover meant to prevent him from bonking his head on the hard metal). Again, the whale isn't secure, so if he pulls on it, he could fall.
4. Mama and Daddy's remotes and phones are off limits.
A day out in the yard after I said "Don't eat the leaves:"
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| "Cool, what's this crinkly thing?" |
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| "Let me investigate" |
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| Investigate = eat |
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| "Ew, this is gross!" |
Me: "Tyler, don't eat the leaves." (again...)
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| "Oh cool, another leaf!" |
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The thing is, he knows he's disobeying (oh, so many lessons about the sinful nature of man and how we rebel against God's regulations that are meant for our safety....). We see him doing it. We say "no no." He turns around and (I kid you not) says, "Huh?" in a really high-pitched way and gives you "innocent eyes." He KNOOOOOWS he's doing wrong and he's trying to pull the "I'm a baby, I don't know what you're saying" card. Nice try, buddy. As for the remotes and phones, I swear that kid has a remote homing device on him. He can find them no matter where we put them. If we leave him for a few seconds, one moment he's contentedly playing with his toys, the next he's across the rug getting the remotes! He likes to push the buttons and cause all kinds of havoc. I'm waiting for the day he hits SAP and we have to watch Spanish tv for the next few months...
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| Tyler and Mr. Whale -- yep, he knows exactly what he's doing... |
Teeth, hands, etc. Tyler can now crawl. He's been mobile for a while now, but he's doing the traditional hands-and-knees crawling now, and he's really good at it! He's crazy speedy and will speed up even more if he's headed for a no-no object and sees you coming (like I said, he knows what he's doing). He also has gotten has his two bottom incisors. Toothy grins! Love them! He gives fives like a champ. He has just recently started clapping. Sometimes it looks more like a double-arm flail that accidentally ends up in a clap. Other times, you can tell he's doing it on purpose because he looks at you to see if you're watching. In the past few days, he's also started doing the wave where he opens and closes his hand. Is there a name for that kind of wave? He's also "talking" a lot more. Jason says they occasionally have conversations coming home in the afternoons. Jason tries to get him to say "Da da da." Tyler responds with "Buh buh buh! Hmuh ooo *scream/squeal*."
He's starting to understand his world. When he comes home from school in the afternoon, I excitedly greet him. His response is priceless -- a huge toothy smile, a squeal of joy, and lunging out of Jason's arms for me to get him. Love that boy! He has two favorite books, Chicka Chicka Boom Boom and The Very Hungry Caterpillar. If you start reading either to him (or even if you just start reciting the words from the books), he smiles and be-bops (or "dances") with excitement.
His favorite toy right now is a small stuffed giraffe that plays the lullabye song. As long as we've had them, we've called him "Gordy." Recently we've been playing "Where's Gordy?" with Tyler where we "hide" Gordy somewhere in his bedroom and ask him to find him. He looks around, looks around, sees him, smiles, and quickly crawls over to get him. Works 90% of the time. The other day, he got frustrated, picked up another toy and gave us a "Can this work instead?" look. But otherwise, it astounds us just how good he is at this game.
Other words he definitely knows -- bathtime, bottle, foodies, school, "change your peepis" (diaper change), Mama/Daddy (maybe? he's hit or miss on those even though he of course knows WHO we are). Sunday night, he wasn't sleepy at bedime. I brough him back downstairs to play. He played a little while, crawled into our arms and put his head down. That was his way of saying, "Ok, I'm ready for bed now." Awesome!
This kid is growing up!!!!
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