Saturday, August 23, 2008

19 months

Today the boy is 19 months old. Congratulations boy!



You take naps on my bed every afternoon in your nest. The other day I peeked in to check up on you and you were asleep on my bed like a grown-up...a grown-up with a binky in his mouth. This however is just a photographic demonstration of the great progress you've made in the last few weeks.

You see, in the last month we've seen some milestones, but for me, the mama, the most important milestone may be that you have learned to put your self to sleep and sleep through the night. After a crazy June and July I decided that enough was enough - you were waking up at all sorts of crazy hours in the night and were turning into a (gasp) "co-sleeper" because your exhausted parents were too tired at night to figure out how to get you back to sleep. So, when we got home from our trip to Las Vegas 5 weeks ago it was sleep training time.

Now, you have a bed time (8:30 pm) and that's it. We do jammies, milk, music, and rock-a-by in the chair. Most nights you've cooperated pretty well with very little crying, wailing, and gnashing of teeth. The last two nights though we've made some real progress. As I've sat down with you to rock you to sleep you've decided that you can do it yourself, in your crib. So, instead of you rolling and flopping all over me for 20 min. until you fall asleep, you do it in your bed and I get to sit silently in the rocking chair and watch. Last night I "snuck" out and you only whimpered for a second before you were off to la la land. Yes! Success! I am so proud of you.



As always though, you are a busy body adding to your vocabulary, comprehension and crazy tricks daily. You love that we've had guys working in our basement the last month and are convinced that it's your dad down there hiding from you. You've started to protest against the high chair opting for standing or sitting at a table. You love car rides because of all the big "tru-UNS" that you get to see as we drive by. "Woah" and "nope" have become your two favorite words. Your dad is convinced that you comprehend at least 400 words...maybe you do and maybe you don't but you are one smart little fart for sure.



You are a climber and a kisser and an ultimate fighting champion destroyer of stuff and thrower of temper tantrums. Yes, it seems that you are entering the terrible two's a bit early, but it definitely makes for good entertainment. You are starting to help pick out your clothes every morning, you think that you can go to the bathroom in the toilet even though you don't, and lucky for the diaper changers in the family, your four week obsession with blueberries seems to have subsided.

Oh what a sweet, smart, crazy, goofy, absolutely squishy and lovable little wanderer you are. Thanks for being such a good boy.

1 comment:

Harried Mom said...

Annie, that black and white picture is amazingly beautiful! thank you for sharing.- Tiff

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