Monday, February 9, 2009

Bits and Pieces

I haven't done a random post in a while, however there are just too many different things floating around upstairs for me to chose to blog about. I'm guessing that is what Twitter is for, but I don't do Twitter yet (in case you are looking for me), so therefore today you get random.


Lukas had a tough weekend on the changing table. Mrs. LIAYF and I spent most of the weekend in a pitched battle with our son each and every time we would lay him down in his room to be changed. He would scream and yell, twist and turn, cry and weep like we were subjecting him to a cruel and unusual form of toddler torture. We couldn't figure out what was up until Mrs. LIAYF finally asked him if he was afraid he was going to fall. A whimpering "yeah" confirmed it. After a backwards fall off the bed a few days ago where he wasn't physically hurt, Lukas seems to have developed a fear of falling. We are now reassuring him and hoping it passes soon.

With each passing day, Luke's vocal skills continue to improve. He clearly repeats dozens of words throughout a given day, and has started to put groups of words together regularly to inquire about the world around him. However, in true toddler form, he has running conversations with us where we just can't figure out what the words he is using represent. He will be jabbering and suddenly, displaying what seems like a form of toddler torrets, emphatically shout out a 'word' or two at the top of his lungs to which we are left clueless. Tonight it was CAPEESH! But sadly, no, we didn't understand.

With Valentines Day fast approaching, Lukas seems to have recovered nicely from his bout with a broken heart. As I arrived to pick him up from daycare today, Lukas' caregiver took time to relate to me the story of how one of the two little girls left in his room after the departure of Venus, we will call her Aphrodite, spent ample amounts of time today giving him lingering hugs. "She seems to have been the instigator" commented the provider. And as I held him in my arms ready to walk out the door, she came over with an outstretched hand. I obligingly leaned over so he could take her hand for a passing moment, and take in her bright eyes and big smile. Again, the other boys in the room stared vacantly at this exchange.

Thanks goes out to DC Urban Dad, who bestowed upon me today, yet another blogger award. Though I am a bit fuzzy on what it is called, I really do appreciate it.




This award shows the values that every blogger shows in his or her effort to transmit cultural, literal, ethical and personal values every day.

Oh and of course, the award comes with rules:

1) Accept the award and post it on your blog along with the name of the person who gave you the award.

(Done.)

2) Pass it on to (15) bloggers that you know who deserve it.

(The award is great but I just can't keep giving these awards to the same small group of bloggers who I interact with, so I am passing on the 2nd rule. Capeesh?)

11 comments:

1sttimedad said...

The Hurricane is pretty good with only using words we can understand (she knows we're dull), but it's hilarious when we say, 'Tell us a story', and she breaks out this gobbledy-gook that she knows is nothing, and then smiles and laughs.

She does the same when we ask her what her book says.

Funny thing is, the nonsense verbiage is always the same. Always.

Crazy.

Super Mega Dad said...

My 6 year old got turned around on a slide and hurt himself when he was 2ish and to this day is still deathly afraid of heights because of it. Definitely work on reassuring him on those fears as much as you can.

James said...

@1sttimedad - That is funny. She is definitely telling you something specific...or else she is messing with your heads.

@Super Mega Dad - Wow, I sure hope he gets over this quick. I can't imagine him being afraid of heights 4 years later, from a fall he takes when he is 1 1/2.

Thanks for the advice.

Captain Dumbass said...

Is that an old typewriter?

PS. Thanks for the best comment of the day.

iVegasFamily said...

I wish Z-Dub was afraid of heights. He's going to break something soon.

DCUrbanDad said...

Think it was just called Award.

Diane said...

I love when my son looks at me and has full conversations with me and I have no idea what he's saying .. it's such sweet conversation I can't even begin to tell you.

btw, vacation countdown, T minus 17 days and counting ...

Ed (zoesdad) said...

Repeating phrases--nice stage. Now you get to think about what you are going to say before you say it.

Trust me--it will be repeated.

James said...

@Captain DA - Damn if I couldn't remember what that was. Took me a while to figure it out.

@Vegas - It will turn your hair gray.

@DC - Thanks for 'Award'!!

@Diane - I hear this is where it would be nice to have them stay for a while. But progress is inevitable.

@Ed - I had better watch my mouth a bit closer then!

Crazy Sister said...

Poor little guy! Are you flexible enough to change him on the floor?

James (SeattleDad) said...

@Crazy Sister - Thanks, but it has been over a year since I posted this and Lukas is now underwear! We are doing much better. Thanks for stopping by and commenting however.