Tuesday, January 18, 2011

January sucks

There's really nothing else I can say.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Dear William (17 months)

Dear William,

Today you are 17 months old.  You are such a fun age.  And you keep getting funner each day.  You are very sturdy, walking around on your little legs and playing with your toys.  Oh, do you ever love toys.

We had Christmas this past month, and you got many toys and lovely things from your relatives.

Scooting around



Team Ragfield

You play with blocks.  You like to stack your blocks.  Sometimes daddy builds elaborate things with your blocks, and then you come along and demolish them.


You have a toy cell phone, and you like to hold it up to your ear and babble.  When you are done with your conversation, you say, "Bye bye" and put the phone away (or drop it).

You love reading.  You love all your little books so much.  You just love turning the pages.  You love to sit in my lap or daddy's lap and read your books.  Sometimes when we are reading the book Five Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed, you get so excited that you stand up and jump too.  Well, you stand up and alternately bend and straighten your legs, without your feet ever leaving the ground.  But it is pretty close to jumping.  I have no idea where you picked that up.  I never jumped or imitated jumping when reading the book to you.  It's like you just suddenly knew what the word "jump" meant.

Along those lines, you understand things very well.  All I have to do is say, "William, do you want to nurse?" and you immediately stop whatever it is you are doing and zoom over to me, with a gigantic grin on your face. Hm, I guess you aren't ready to quit nursing then, are you? We'll see if we can keep it up.

You still love music and singing.  You love singing The Wheels on the Bus. Sometimes when daddy and I are singing to you, you begin to dance.  Your daycare teachers told us that one day they had music on during lunch time, and you got up from the table, went to the middle of the room, and danced.  You are a riot.

You really like to be independent, and you try very hard to feed yourself. You are getting pretty good with handling a spoon-- particularly if I pre-load it with food.  You like to try to dip your spoon in a bowl of food and eat all by yourself, but you haven't quite gotten the hang of it.  It won't be long though.  You tried raisins this month and you loved them.  Your favorite food is still rice and beans.  You are also quite fond of blueberries.

Well, William, I guess I need to sign off for now and get the kitchen cleaned up and fold some laundry.

Much love,