21 Months

At 21 months, Bun is more like a two year old than a one year old now. He is comfortably settled in toddlerhood, losing his baby ways everyday. He is getting more comfortable with his world, more adventurous in exploration of language, emotions and logic. I think this is one of my favorite ages so far, every morning I get to see more of his personality and his quirks and I love having a front row seat to his life.

He still loves spending time outside and he is now no longer afraid to get off the trail and walk through dirt, mud and grass. He still doesn’t like getting too messy but will tolerate it with good grace.

He loves to talk, the boy is fearless in his vocabulary, he doesn’t shy away from complicated words and he has started putting together phrases and simple sentences. He is very “proper” and prefers to say “Hello” instead of Hi and “Goodbye” instead of just a simple bye.

He is also getting more social, he adores seeing the other kids at playgroup and storytime and will sometimes ask about them when we are at home. He is getting much better at following instructions. Singing is another favorite activity around these parts, and he has added “Itsy Bitsy Spider” and “The Wonder Pets” Theme song (I hate that song…it is tattooed in my brain….aaah)

He is still fascinated with construction equipment, especially diggers and firetrucks are still an old favorite.He is also getting more excited about trains and is becoming more aware of the toddler boy crack that is Thomas the Tank Engine. During our time outside, I spend a gazillion hours looking at sticks, bugs and rocks- yea rocks- they are very popular with toddlers.

Bun 21 months is challenging too- Bun has opinions and he now makes them known through tantrums. They don’t last very long but he is one of those kids who holds his breath  when he cries and shrieks and I can see his lips turn blue.  If I usually thump his back, he takes a breath and we are usually in the clear. He also has started trying to “play” with the dog, except Layla really doesn’t want to play, so I spend a lot of time seperating them and asking Bun to “please leave the dog alone”

He is also rather obsessed with his belly button and will lift his shirt and walk around pointing to it (See pic above) It is a very cute belly button (see pic above) but I need him to grow out of this phase. He is still a really skinny kid and I struggle to get him to eat. He is really picky and will only eat a handfull of foods none of which are very nutritious but I’m fighting the good fight one plate of rejected food after another.

But he makes up for all that by being hilarious and cute- He will now say “Baby Funny” or “Mamma Funny” if we make him laugh. He gives real kisses, where he puckers up his lips and leans in with arms open, and the best part is that they are completely unasked for sometimes.

He loves to now take a book with him to bed in his crib and lies in bed reading to himself quietly. He doesn’t have a traditional lovey so its usually a book in the crib or a sippy cup that soothes him when he is upset.  He cracks me up on car rides because I no longer have the radio on because Bun is having a conversation with me or singing loudly. Its one of my favorite times with him.

One Year Ago: Sep 2010, Bun at 10 months

 

 

The Wedding Guest

This wedding guest aged 19 months arrived at the wedding right after naptime and a sippy cup full of milk. He would not let go of the sippy cup, so his poor mama could take some pictures of his cute outfit.

He tried to sing Happy Birthday during the processional. (Bun thinks all parties are birthdays).

He missed the entire ceremony because his mama had to take him out to the lobby so other people could hear the bride and groom and not his singing.

He ran around the entire reception so his mama did not have a chance to really have meaningful conversation with the bride, the groom, her cousins or any other guest.

He ate his Chobani yogurt and refused to touch the kids meal (which I’m sure was not cheap). This was even more mortifying because we were sitting at the host’s table.

He clapped at inappropriate times during the toasts and kept asking about the flower girl (the cutest 2 yr old ever and Bun’s first crush)

He pooped the biggest poop of his life right when the dancing started and his mama wanted to shake her booty, but instead had to change a gross diaper that left her smelling like poo. {And not even your blood relatives will come near you on the dance floor after that}

But he looked so damn adorable and cute and goofy that his mama was super happy that he was her date after all.

*** I wasn’t able to get very many good pictures of him at all since he just wouldn’t hold still and I couldn’t manage my indian outfit and chase after him very well. I’m going to see if my mom got some good ones (maybe even one of me) and post them.****

Its Finally Springtime!

It feels so wonderful now that the weather outside has finally warmed up a bit! Its been a crazy busy week with work and also loads of fun. One of my clients had a house go under contract and we also had a bunch of family activities that kept us busy and of course this blog fell off the priority list.

Anyway, speaking of the priority list, I have added this yellow potted primrose to my list of things to do. I have never been any good around plants and have never had potted plants around, but this spring, its all going to change. I will keep some plants alive, I’m even going to have them thrive.  J is seriously doubtful about this venture and has bet me $50 that this poor little primrose is going to be dead in under two weeks. But I have my secret weapon- Bun who is ready to point to it and remind me that it needs some watering!

Here are some pics of my boy enjoying the spring sunshine in his new toddler sandals.

Feels like Fall

After a good 3 months it was  a “normal” saturday in our part of the town. Although in Durham, its not really going to cool down until November, this saturday was still cool and overcast enough that I put the Bun in full pants and a long sleeved shirt.

Here’s my baby enjoying his 9th month!

Pay special attention to our unintentionally matching outfits. What can I say the boy just gets good taste from his mother 😉