Thursday, January 17, 2008

HE'S NOT A BABY ANYMORE

And we're back with an Owen update. It has been a great time in the life of our little guy. He is starting to talk more and more with words you can understand. He can now say purple, more, yes,please, thank you, milk and of course- NO. He has been testing out his ability to use this particular word. When we ask him if he would like to do something, he shakes his head and says no. If we ask him if he would like somethiing such as milk or water , he will say no. And he understands exactly what it means, for if we try to force him he gets mad. This is another thing he has been trying out. He tries to get a reaction from us by throwing temper tantrums. Not long ones, but just long enough to see what our reaction is. When he doesn't get what he wants, he is okay with that. And we are okay with him trying because it shows he is really thinking for himself. He has also just started to nod his head yes.

He is also starting to try to make sentences. When he does something, he will say" I did it." Or if we are playing hide and seek he will say"Where's he?"So he is getting the idea of stringing words together to make himself understood.

The first picture was taken around Christmas time. He was playing on the couch with my mother and myself and just having a great time. He was also trying to escape my grasp.
The second picture was taken about a week ago and we were out for a walk. He heard the birds in our birch tree and was searching for them as they hopped from branch to branch. Because they are so small and fast he had a little trouble finding them at first. But he soon picked up on their movement so he would know where to look. He found them fascinating and just stood watching for about five minutes

The last picture was taken just after his grandmother had forced his grandfather to feed him Jello. This was the first time that we know of that he has ever had it. It was hilarious to watch. His first mouthful was a sort of " do I like this ?" moment. In about 2 seconds the answer was a resounding YES and he could not get it into his mouth fast enough. Not only was a spoon used, but also his hands. He wasn't quite sure what to do about the pieces that missed his mouth. When he would try to pick them off they would just squish out between his fingers.He would have a very puzzled look on his face.

He also showed us his independence one night. His mom had dropped him off while she went to a yoga class. He was having a great time with us and when she arrived to take him home. He was not very happyat this prospect and left our house kicking his feet while his mom carried him to the truck. As she was putting her purse into the truck , she put him on the sidewalk and the next thing we knew he was banging on our door. When Mrs. Moose opened the door he stood there with a big smile on his face and said HIYA!! As the door opened he was back in the house in the blink of an eye.Quite proud of himself too.

We are in for some great times ahead.
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10 comments:

Catmoves said...

Ah, yes. The revenge of grandparents on their children. Spoil the crap out of their children. Hehehehehe.
Owen is lucky to have a grampa and granma he can wrap around his finger.

alphonsedamoose said...

Revenge of the grandparents is so so sweet. And you are right. He does have his granma wrapped around his finger, not me though.
And if you believe that I have a nice bridge in London for sale.LOL

YesBut said...

Witnessing a child acquire skills is such a brilliant experience.

alphonsedamoose said...

YesBut: You are right. It is great fun and sometimes frustration. Right now he insists on feeding himself. He won't take it if you try to feed him. Problem is, the food falls off the fork or spoon more times than it makes his mouth. But he is trying and that is a good thing, just needs practice.

Bonita said...

Surely the pleasure of enjoying our grandchildren is one of the gifts of aging. I'm so glad you have these little delights, even Owen's quest for 'reactions'. He wants a predictable world, with kind, attuned adults who care how he feels. Once that is given, he takes that gift into everything he feels as an adult.

I can almost feel how soft the back of his head feels, the soft blond hair. It begs for a little pat.

alphonsedamoose said...

Bonita, it is so true about them being a gift. I have learned so much from him.
He is just trying to find out how he fits in our big world and is at the stage where he thinks he can do certain things. Even if he can't yet, he is making the effort and learning.
If everyone was as loved as much as he
is , we would have a terrific world.He is surrounded by love.

Lin said...

Yummy new gooshy Jello - no wonder he's banging on your door trying to get back in!

That first photo explains the wrapping-around-fingers phenomena very well. He could melt ice with that smile, let alone hearts.

alphonsedamoose said...

Lin : He is kinda cute isn't he? He's got a personality to match. You can just see the imp in his eyes sometimes.

Bonita said...

Yes, I wish every child could have this kind of love. Imagine what our world would be like when kids grow up with it, and without all the negative baggage some are left carrying. I often wonder, in war-torn areas, as people build their stories, how much of these unfortunate memories are passed on. I guess that is why I love that movie "Life Is Beautiful"; the father keeps hope and love alive, and the child is stronger for it.

alphonsedamoose said...

Bonita, It is unfortunate that all babies don't get this kind of love. We count our blessings with hi every day because we are so fortunate to be in the situation we are in.