because of this, i'm confident that fourteen is my favorite month so far. granted, i've only had three days of it...but they've been wonderful days.
i go from thinking he's super big...to being amazed just how small he is. i mean, he's so skinny. and little. yet, so grown up. it's weird.
he gets excited when he walks and starts to laugh and then moves faster and faster until he falls. he would rather crawl because it's just plain faster. i don't blame him. he can crawl faster than i can walk. honestly, he can.
he continues to be a good eater. his new favorite food is french fries. ANYTIME we go to sonic, i get him fries. as soon as the bag is in our window, he starts whinning from the backseat. he totally smells the fries. and he wants to have one in each hand. i don't blame him. one to eat, and one in reserve. smart kid. he still loves fruit and prefers it to anything else. strawberries are his favorite. and people, trust me on this...organic strawberries stay fresher longer. yes, they really do. promise. we go through 4 to 5 cartoons a week. that's a lot of strawberries.
he loves to read books. his favorite is still "llama, llama, red pajama". but he likes pretty much anything. but he'll sit through that entire book. he mocks the mom waving good night, talking on the phone and the llama's eyes when he gets scared. when we're on the floor of the living room, i can say "go get a book for us to read, pratt" and then make the sign for book...and he'll crawl over, open the cabinet and pull a book off the shelf. and then he'll (attempt) to bring it back to me while crawling. he'll crawl up in my lap and sit really still. waiting on me to start.
if i'm reading him the book, he will constantly look up at clint to make faces at him. and smile and point at the book. like, he wants more than anything else for clint to be a part of our reading. it's so incredibly sweet. if clint is reading, he does the same thing to me.
this is a constant reminder of what it means for clint and me to get along. i mean, pratt sees every single interaction between us. and knows when something is off. the child loves nothing more than the three of us to be so close together. sitting close. talking close. whatever. just being close.
he finally likes the ball popper than coco gave him for his birthday. he was terrified of it at first. but now he loves it. and it keeps him occupied for several minutes. this is a miracle.
he still isn't really crazy about tv. which is bizarre. i could watch it all day long. he will tolerate about 2 minutes...and the moves on to something else.
the other night clint was getting him ready for bed...their nightly ritual. a bath and pj time. oh, and pratt's favorite (sike) brushing his teeth. clint started screaming for me to come up. clint said, "one..." and pratt goes, "two. three". i mean, not like you or i would say it...but it sounded like "two.three". hilarious. mom got him these dvd's called "meet the numbers" and he LOVES them. they just repeat the numbers over and over again...but somehow they keep his attention.
oh, he loves "pat the bunny". before you can even begin reading the page to him, he's acting it out. patting the bunny, looking in the mirror. playing peek a boo...feeling daddy's scratchy face. putting his finger through mammy's ring. smelling the flowers. that's totally his favorite. he leans over and sniffs with all this might. so, so funny.
when you get him up from a nap, he leans into you for a kiss. it's the sweetest thing.
he's stopped hitting. mostly. thank goodness you were all right. it seems to have been a phase.
he still kisses ace and yoda. and for some odd reason, yoda lets him. it's like he knows he has to be more kind and more gentle with her. i dunno.
going to the grocery store is one of my favorite things to do with him. he's such a hoot there. he smiles at everyone. and most people compliment him on how happy he is. there is nothing better to say to me than that. isn't that what we all want? what we all desire? for our children to be happy. i do. and so it's wonderful to hear others say that about him. no matter how much he has eaten before the grocery store trip, he ALWAYS wants a banana when we get there. he calls them "mama". i don't know. he doesn't call me "mama." maybe he can't say his "n's".
i'll just say this. if that kid calls "bananas", "mamas" and calls his own mother "banana"...i will not answer. my child will not call me banana. it takes me back to that yellow unitard my mom dressed me in in the 5th grade. and i had on those darn "bloomies" underwear. from bloomingdales. oh how horrible. you could see straight through that outfit. it was a multiples brand. remember those? had holes under the armpits.
he is at a weird place with his naps. somedays he can go without his morning nap. and he will nap only once. from 12 to 3. other days, he needs a morning nap. he'll do 9 to 11 and 2 to 330. i didn't think i'd be a big fan of the one nap. but it's working. it seems that he is sleeping later with only one nap. he sleeps til around 8. instead of waking at 7. that's typical from what i read in my book.
new tricks. um, when he sees the alligator in his eric carle book...i think it's from head to toe, he points at his new nightlight. it's a dinosaur. but i think it's genius. i mean, they are both green. and yes, they are both totally ancient animals. weren't the alligators around with the dinosaurs? or maybe they came from the dinos? something like that.
he crawls up and down the stairs. he's mastered going up. going down is difficult if he has one pants. or socks. he needs traction.
he loves to hide in the cabinets and "play" with his animals. most recently the horse and razorback. he loves to open and shut cabinet doors. my bathroom, the kitchen, the den. all over. wherever he can find them. if you're in his way while he's trying to shut something, he will complain.
he LOVES unrolling toilet paper and tearing it into tiny shreds. this drives me INSANE.
we love him more than words can express. i know you all understand that feeling. we look forward to our time with him. he's growing up so fast. and i'm trying not to miss a single thing.
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He looks so big Hannah!! Here's to a great month!!
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