What he's doing now
In light of my not posting for his 15- and 16-monthdays, perhaps we are due for a development update.
Language
Isaac's language is in the process of exploding. He has acquired almost more words than can be recounted, though here I will try my best to list his vocabulary off the top of my head:
daddy
mommy
kitty
doggy
squirrel
animal sounds (woof, meow, moo, peep-peep, grr!, roar!)
ball (now has become "bo-bo")
balloon ("bah-oo")
coffee ("ca-ca", and isn't it just?)
book ("book")
choo-choo
vacuum ("bah-kyoo")
more
thank you
bye, bye-bye
hello (also, evidently, what telephones are supposed to be called)
night-night
pickle
Wiggles
socks
shoes
Michael (to my endless amusement and Dada's endless consternation)
He is also trying, occasionally, to string words together. On the drive out, as Grandma was turning off the Wiggles, he said, "Bye Wiggles." Last week, as he finished a pickle I gave him during lunch, he turned to me, signed for "more" and said something that sounded very much like "want more pickle".
Of course he understands much, much more than this. If asked to put things back, he will usually try. If asked if he wants to eat or if he's hungry, he'll go to the kitchen. Yesterday we ran into our neighbor on the street; she greeted him and he told her something involving his "bo-bo". She nodded politely and he turned back towards our house and took off running. "Where's he going?" she asked. "Oh," I said, "he's going to show you his ball." And sure enough, he ran behind a fence, where we had kicked his ball and left it, more or less hiding from view, no less than 15 minutes earlier, and brought it out to her. So fun to see people's jaws drop because of your genius kid.
Gross motor skills
He is now running, though really in terms of speed it's a mere trot and still not hard to keep up with. He can throw overhand extremely straight and far, something that now makes us fear giving him blocks and other potential projectiles. He can also kick balls well. He can turn in circles, usually accompanied by a "whee!", and can walk and crawl backwards, something he finds endlessly amusing on the slicker hardwood floors here. The climbing is endless, though his shorty-legs occasionally frustrate him by not being tall enough to get a leg-up on, for instance, our couch.
Food
He can drink from a cup quite well, sitting it gracefully back on the table when he's done. He will also stop to right a tipped sippy on the floor. He's becoming better and better at using utensils; often he will start off a meal solely using his fork and/or spoon, but usually after a few misses he gets impatient and either yells at me to stab at or scoop up something for him, or goes for the gusto with his fingers like a good little cave-baby.
Critters
He has suddenly taken a shine to stuffed animals; his favorites are a blue doggy given to him at birth by a lady who gave me a fellowship from the chemistry department and an orange kitty from Grandma Ross, though today he wouldn't part with a baby-friendly beanie bear from Great-grandma and -grandpa Ross. He will put his animals in a cart and push them around, and sit them upright, or at least face-forward, if he sees them oriented improperly. He hugs and kissses them and makes Dada and I hug and kiss them, too, and is really enjoying having them to snuggle with at bed- and naptimes. Also, this afternoon he noted that a particular singing chicken of his did not have on shoes, and he brought over his shoes and tried to put them on the chicken's feet.
As far as live animals go, he is better at being "gentle" to cat-brother, though he still pulls at the tail/fur. He has become rabidly obsessed with squirrels. Whenever we go on a walk, especially if he's in the stroller, he'll mercilessly point at every single tree -- "squirrel?" Dada calls him The Boy Who Cried Squirrel. But we didn't realize just how extremely interesting it really was until last night, when he was falling asleep in the car on the way to Best Buy, something we wanted to prevent. I tried and tried to keep him from dropping off, but all my efforts were to no avail. I was ready to throw in the towel when suddenly Dada pipes up, "Buddy, is that a squirrel?" From a DEAD SLEEP, the child bolts upright -- "squirrel? squirrel?" To lessen his deviousness, Dada proceeded to explain to Isaac that what had occurred was actually a Squirrel Watch, and not Squirrel Warning.
Fine motor skills
He is not the greatest in the world at stacking blocks, unlike certain other budding engineers, though I did manage to capture his latest record of a tower of six, built atop a pyramid constructed by mommy:
I am trying to teach him how to color (and next -- for a whole new world of messy -- fingerpaint!), but it seems to be more for my enjoyment than his:
Except for the eating of the crayons. That seems to bring him great glee.
That's all I can think of for now. Off to (hopefully) a good night's sleep, and then playgroup tomorrow morning!
Language
Isaac's language is in the process of exploding. He has acquired almost more words than can be recounted, though here I will try my best to list his vocabulary off the top of my head:
daddy
mommy
kitty
doggy
squirrel
animal sounds (woof, meow, moo, peep-peep, grr!, roar!)
ball (now has become "bo-bo")
balloon ("bah-oo")
coffee ("ca-ca", and isn't it just?)
book ("book")
choo-choo
vacuum ("bah-kyoo")
more
thank you
bye, bye-bye
hello (also, evidently, what telephones are supposed to be called)
night-night
pickle
Wiggles
socks
shoes
Michael (to my endless amusement and Dada's endless consternation)
He is also trying, occasionally, to string words together. On the drive out, as Grandma was turning off the Wiggles, he said, "Bye Wiggles." Last week, as he finished a pickle I gave him during lunch, he turned to me, signed for "more" and said something that sounded very much like "want more pickle".
Of course he understands much, much more than this. If asked to put things back, he will usually try. If asked if he wants to eat or if he's hungry, he'll go to the kitchen. Yesterday we ran into our neighbor on the street; she greeted him and he told her something involving his "bo-bo". She nodded politely and he turned back towards our house and took off running. "Where's he going?" she asked. "Oh," I said, "he's going to show you his ball." And sure enough, he ran behind a fence, where we had kicked his ball and left it, more or less hiding from view, no less than 15 minutes earlier, and brought it out to her. So fun to see people's jaws drop because of your genius kid.
Gross motor skills
He is now running, though really in terms of speed it's a mere trot and still not hard to keep up with. He can throw overhand extremely straight and far, something that now makes us fear giving him blocks and other potential projectiles. He can also kick balls well. He can turn in circles, usually accompanied by a "whee!", and can walk and crawl backwards, something he finds endlessly amusing on the slicker hardwood floors here. The climbing is endless, though his shorty-legs occasionally frustrate him by not being tall enough to get a leg-up on, for instance, our couch.
Food
He can drink from a cup quite well, sitting it gracefully back on the table when he's done. He will also stop to right a tipped sippy on the floor. He's becoming better and better at using utensils; often he will start off a meal solely using his fork and/or spoon, but usually after a few misses he gets impatient and either yells at me to stab at or scoop up something for him, or goes for the gusto with his fingers like a good little cave-baby.
Critters
He has suddenly taken a shine to stuffed animals; his favorites are a blue doggy given to him at birth by a lady who gave me a fellowship from the chemistry department and an orange kitty from Grandma Ross, though today he wouldn't part with a baby-friendly beanie bear from Great-grandma and -grandpa Ross. He will put his animals in a cart and push them around, and sit them upright, or at least face-forward, if he sees them oriented improperly. He hugs and kissses them and makes Dada and I hug and kiss them, too, and is really enjoying having them to snuggle with at bed- and naptimes. Also, this afternoon he noted that a particular singing chicken of his did not have on shoes, and he brought over his shoes and tried to put them on the chicken's feet.
As far as live animals go, he is better at being "gentle" to cat-brother, though he still pulls at the tail/fur. He has become rabidly obsessed with squirrels. Whenever we go on a walk, especially if he's in the stroller, he'll mercilessly point at every single tree -- "squirrel?" Dada calls him The Boy Who Cried Squirrel. But we didn't realize just how extremely interesting it really was until last night, when he was falling asleep in the car on the way to Best Buy, something we wanted to prevent. I tried and tried to keep him from dropping off, but all my efforts were to no avail. I was ready to throw in the towel when suddenly Dada pipes up, "Buddy, is that a squirrel?" From a DEAD SLEEP, the child bolts upright -- "squirrel? squirrel?" To lessen his deviousness, Dada proceeded to explain to Isaac that what had occurred was actually a Squirrel Watch, and not Squirrel Warning.
Fine motor skills
He is not the greatest in the world at stacking blocks, unlike certain other budding engineers, though I did manage to capture his latest record of a tower of six, built atop a pyramid constructed by mommy:
I am trying to teach him how to color (and next -- for a whole new world of messy -- fingerpaint!), but it seems to be more for my enjoyment than his:
Except for the eating of the crayons. That seems to bring him great glee.
That's all I can think of for now. Off to (hopefully) a good night's sleep, and then playgroup tomorrow morning!
posted by Claire at 7:23 PM
1 Comments:
Wow. He's quite the advanced little boy!! We haven't tried the fingerpainting in this house. I must admit...I'm afraid! Very afraid. I see your little one picks up sippy cups that have gone astray. My little destructo kid purposely throws things out of whack! I'm afraid it'll be awhile until any fingerpainting goes on in this house!!
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