the time goes by so fast. i can't believe my baby boy is already 19 months and that much closer to being two. he's officially past the 1.5 mark now.
as of less than a week ago, we stopped giving him his bottle. he now drinks entirely from sippy cups, straws, or open cups. there's been a dramatic decrease in his milk consumption since that has happened, but i'm hoping it will go back up once he gets comfortable with it. he's at a decent weight and eating enough solids for me to feel comfortable taking the bottle away. so far he's been falling asleep just fine without it, which is the part that i worried most about. i've been giving him lots of cuddles when he drinks from his sippy cup to make that transition a little bit easier. he seems to like that. he says, "hold you" and backs into me to be held while he drinks from his cups.
ozzy has lately been trying to sing more. sometimes i'll hear him rattle off random letters but can hear a slight resemblance to the ABC song. when he sings row row row your boat he says, row row dream. he loves for me to sing I've been working on the railroad and he calls that song, "blow" because of the part that goes, "dinah blow your horn! dinah wont you blow, dinah wont you blow, dinah wont you blow your horn?" he'll also try to sing twinkle twinkle. he says, "twinkle. star. wonder. are. wike uh. diamond. sky." while he doesnt say all the words, the words he does say he sings them kind of on key... enough for me to recognize it.
he's getting a leeeetle bit better about not hitting mimi. most of the time he lashes out because he wants to be left alone but she's not heeding the signals and out of his inability to really get her to understand this he hits. so i've been trying to give him the words to tell her "stop" or "no more" instead. and i've also been working with mimi to understand how frustrating it is for him to try to have some personal space and to not be able to get it. my hope is that she will understand that by respecting his personal space he will in turn learn to respect hers. i hope. in theory it sounds good. i've never walked this path before, so i can only surmise that this is the right way to go about it.
in any case, i dont ever let him get away with hitting her and i dont let mimi get away with ignoring his requests for peace. not that she's being mean, just a bit too, ummm, insistent. (oh geez, i had to look up that last word because i forgot how to spell it. my brain is MUSH, i tell you) she'll try to teach ozzy new words, "ozzy, say truck!" and he obediently repeats. "ozzy, say --" and he repeats. after several rounds of this he doesnt want to do it any more, but she will insist and insist and finally he gets fed up. one day i saw him do this coordinated series of well choreographed moves where he smacks her on the head and immediately follows it up with a head butt and then gets into position to smack her again. where do little boys learn this from?!? and mimi, she just sits there and gets beat up without enough wherewithal to know how to evade him. i better get her back into tae kwon do so she can at least figure out how to block some of those punches. (nobody bodders me! *wink)
it took me 19 months to figure out that mommies of boys should never leave the house without cars. i have learned to make sure my diaper bag always has diapers, wipes, and CARS. lots of CARS. we will not survive long out of the house without CARS. must have CARS. i can't stress enough how important CARS are.
he's a lot of fun. i am thoroughly enjoying this age with him. i love the new words he says. the other day, i ordered some pizza. when it arrived at our door, ozzy is jumping up and down and yelling, "yay! teepah!" (pizza) a few days later i gave him some quesadillas cut up into triangles, and he gets all excited and yells, "yay! teepah!" guess it all looks the same!
i love his moments of tender sweetness, when he'll come up to me, for no special reason, give me a little kiss and say, "Lubboo" (love you) to me. that totally makes my day. sometimes he says funny things, and i think he's doing it on purpose, the way we try to be a bit silly and point to a dog and say, is that a horse? nooooo! is that a cow? noooo! it's a dog! ozzy pointed to a picture of kaya the other day and says, "horse?" "neigh. neigh." then later says, "dog. woof woof." another day when rob pointed to himself, touching his finger to his chest and asks who am i? ozzy says, 'shirt.' and when he pointed his finger at ozzy and asked "who's this?" ozzy answers, "finger."
he loves his t.v. shows. he says go go for go diego go. he knows dora. he knows all the characters on kai lan by name (tolee, rintoo, hoho, kai lan, yehyeh). he yells out Yo! at just the right time on the yo gabba gabba intro. he loves wubbzy and asks for it every day. he gets upset if the t.v. is on any other channel but nick jr and will bring me the remote and ask, "happen?" (what happened?) when the t.v. isnt on nick jr. he loves to pat pat pat with rocket on little einsteins and yell "blast off" and since watching that show is all about having his seat belt buckled on his high chair. he loves his videos, esp the ones that show babies and asks me to turn on "babies?" for him to watch.
this past month and half, he's ALL personality. it's been a lot of fun.
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