Inquiring minds want to know!
We have moved on from the seemingly simple question of “why?”. “Why” has evolved to “why not?”, which does come out a little more grown-up, although it’s not always executed with proper usage. Here is another example of the latest foray into reason and logic. We’ll start with a familiar topic.
Me: “Maxon, it’s time to wash hands for dinner.”
Maxon: (*bonus toddler retort*) “Buuuuuuuut I don’t waaaaaaant tooooo!”
Me: (no-nonsense tone of voice) “Maxon, it’s time to wash hands for dinner.”
(Slow, but dutiful walk to bathroom. Hands finally under water.)
Maxon: “What happens if we DON’T wash hands?”
We have had to threaten toy removal, hypothetically withhold treats, and almost not go for an outing. I don’t like to play the heavy here but I sense we are setting the stage for future crime-and-punishment scenarios.
This happens a lot.
Always with the camera, Mom!
First and foremost, we have forward movement, folks! The official crawl date was Friday, October 26th. Cooper was grooving by backward scooting for the last couple of weeks and covering some serious distance (even navigating from Maxon’s room, around the doorway, and down the hall) and then eventually worked himself into a sitting position. I know that sounds like progress but it actually became a source of major annoyance because he could not figure out how to get back down until almost a week later. Gradually, the hard face-first flop on the floor because a more fluid, deliberate movement where he gracefully landed back on hands-and-knees and finally a few awkward and tentative lunges forward. He’s not going very far yet but it’s a little more each day!
What is it with Guzek kids and ending up wedged under the couch?
He’s made some leaps In the fine motor skill department as well. He’s had the hand-waving thing down for a while now but he’ll also shake his head “no” if he see anyone doing so. We’re trying to get him to nod “yes” and he does try but it results in his entire body shaking too. If he’s chewing on a toy (or any other non-toy object he’s managed to get his hands on), he’ll try to bring the toy to your mouth too. He also will lean in for a kiss. Of course it resembles a velociraptor going in for the kill but it’s still pretty cute. And very, very slobbery.
My favorite is peekaboo. At first I thought it was a fluke but he’ll do this over and over again. Apologies for the video quality!
On the verbal front, it’s still mostly grunts and coos and few repetitive sounds but the one development is he now says something like “mamamamama”. Of course, he only says this when he’s crying or upset. I’m not sure what that really means.
I’m a genius.
We were introduced to a new sound last night: the sound of Cooper grinding his bottom teeth against the nubs of his top teeth. His top teeth are taking their sweet time coming out, which is a relief for the nursing mother but torture for the babe they belong to. I guess I should think it’s cute that he’s discovered the new stuff he’s grown but the sound is repulsive at any age.
In better sounds, Cooper is finally flexing his power of language. “Mama” and “dada” are not in the picture yet but “ba-ba-ba-ba-(etc)” and “fa-fa-fa” are current favorites, practiced with different pitches and volume. He also does this intense wheezy, sucking in of his breath to show his happiness and excitement. And his laughter is precious.
Since we’re talking about growing teeth and vocabulary, we shouldn’t leave out his hair. His hair has been an interesting saga. Born with a decent amount of hair, he completely lost the hair only on the top of his head within a month. The rest of it stayed and flourished, save the typical 20-hours-a-day-on-my-back baby bald patch on the back of his head. Slowly the hair on top started to fill in like peach fuzz and soon after the bald patch as well as he spent more time in the day sitting and playing. The hair on the back and sides of his head just kept growing. Soon we realized he was starting to resemble Larry from the Three Stooges, especially if he had just woken up from sleeping on his side. Since we were inspired from Maxon’s recent haircut, I decided to try my hand at trimming up the sides over Cooper’s ears. Fret not, Gentle Reader. It actually came out pretty well. And it only took two days of repeatedly swiping at Cooper’s head with sharp scissors. Okay, that’s an exaggeration. The scissors weren’t sharp.
When you are growing Awesome, you have to rest when you can
Twice we let Cooper nibble on bananas. And twice his stomach violently rejected it. It was hard to resist letting him have a bite since he looked so longingly at it and moved his jaws up and down. Not immediately, of course, but much later after Cooper got his fill and we felt confident he did not get an allergic reaction. The first time was a couple of months ago and Mike let him gum on his banana and we weren’t even sure he got anything but up came the contents of the morning nursing session. Yesterday I decided to try it again, this time mashing it up with a little water to soften it up. All went seemingly well, played for a little bit after, and then went down for a nap. After waking up and nursing only a few minutes, he sat up all of a sudden and spit up all over himself. As I was getting up to get a towel, he unleashed more digestive fury… all over his bedroom rug. The following diaper was also fairly interesting. I’m not sure exactly what the problem is since he doesn’t have a problem with jarred bananas!
Eyes bigger than his stomach
On that note, I have also let him gnaw on several corn cobs, but with all the good stuff already bitten off. Now I can’t eat corn without him moving his jaw and aggressively reaching for it. Again, I didn’t think he was really getting anything but these babies can be wily creatures. The diapers never lie.