baby boy is 13 months old...this post is about a week late in coming. juggling posts on two different kids is, believe it or not, is twice the work. if mimi didnt notice, i could probably get away with sliding a bit on posts about her, but she notices and she reads the posts whenever i forget to close out of blogger and she'll express a wish that i share more about her. nothing like a five year old cracking the whip of guilt on mama's back.
so what's new with ozzy now? he's chugging 9 oz of formula, three times a day. wants to eat everything we eat, but does a terrible job of chewing anything and is constantly taking partially chewed food out of his mouth and setting it back on the tray. i dont say anything and just let him play around with his food. if he can figure out how to chew and swallow it, i trust that he will. trying to keep the pieces small though to minimize any risk of choking. he likes to try to use a spoon, especially for his applesauce. half of it ends up on his clothes, but the other half makes it inside, so, success, i guess, if you can call 50% grade a success, although most schools would mark that with an F. i've decided to keep him on formula for a few more months until i'm more satisfied with his solid food intake.
he's understanding more and more. i can give some simple directions and he follows them. he's getting good at requesting to be picked up with the word "up?" but sometimes it sounds like "bup?" when i correct him, he'll say it again correctly.
he really loves his stuffed animals. his favorite one being Buster the dog from Winnie the Pooh, sent by my good friend Michelle T for his birthday. to add to his collection, mimi asked to make him a Build A Bear a few days ago while we were at the mall. she chose him a nice soft fluffy brown bunny with a pink nose. we put in a beating heart. it was either that or the girls comments where if you push the button it says one of six phrases in a cutesy little girl voice about doing girly things. mimi would not budge about it, insisting it was the best one. i reminded her that this was her gift to OZZY and suggested since ozzy is a boy he might enjoy something more 'boy' like. she ruled against "take me out to the ball game' so we settled on a non-gender specific sound of the heartbeat. when it came time to name the bunny, she thought Julia was a great name. again i intervened on ozzy's behalf (would he ever be able to live down the fact that his lovey was named Julia???), and she grudgingly changed the name to Jack. Jack Rabbit. (yeah)
ozzy enjoys hugging his lovies and i think it is just so adorable. i have to remember to get the camera next time i see him loving on them. inexplicably, he also loves dolls babies. mimi never gave them the time of day and even to this day will not play with them. ozzy will carry one around the house. so beyond my limited ken of what boys do, i just find it very odd. nuttier than squirrel poo.
that bit of tenderness to baby dolls doesnt worry me, tho...he's definitely all boy. sometimes more boy than i'd like. more like borderline insane boy. like when he stands up in his high chair, gripping the back of it and shaking it to death, forcing the seat to glide forward and back a foot or so. and trying to make him stop only makes him throttle it with greater enthusiasm. or yesterday while rob was trying to set up On Demand for our t.v. since we switched to satellite, ozzy managed to creep over there, grab the Wii sensor and proceeded to bash it into the t.v. When rob yelled out 'stop', ozzy only increased the tempo and force, until rob had to wrench it from his grasp and set him away.
and then there's these daredevil moments when he likes to test the limits of gravity.
he falls, he cries, then he climbs right back on and does it again.
and i have visions of mimi being an only child.
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