The things that will never make it in the baby books and other musings from a stay at home mom

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Using the blog as a baby book again

Since I can't remember what I did yesterday, let alone what my kids were doing last week, last month or last year at this time, I figured I should take a moment to remember Evan as he is right now, just after turning 1.

What he's doing:
crawling, pulling up, cruising, climbing stairs, walking with a push toy or an adult's hands
standing independently for 5-15 seconds and working hard to improve this skill
nowhere near close to walking, as far as I can tell -- still unsteady and unsure on his feet

What he's saying:
Cat ("AT!")
Banana ("nana")
Achoo ("Aaa... DO!")
All done (this one I'm unsure of, but it sure sounds like "all done," and he's using it at the end of a meal, so I'll give him the benefit of the doubt)

What he loves:
Sesame Street (especially Elmo)
throwing toys and chasing them down
eating the cat food (strange child)
copying Julia
the spotlight

What he hates:
his winter coat
getting strapped into the car
playing independently when Mommy & Daddy are getting ready in the morning (odd, since he's great on his own the rest of the day)
having his face wiped after meals

Favorite toys:
Julia's tea set (mainly for the sound it makes when tossed on the tile floor)
shape sorters
Little People circus train

Favorite books:
Goodnight Moon
Mr. Brown Can Moo, Can You?
Elmo's Balls Book (lift the flaps)

Favorite foods:
scrambled egg yolks with cheese (hates the whites)
french toast

In re-reading these lists, I'm realizing I've probably described about half of the 1-year-olds in America right now. So much for my unique child. Someone ought to publish a baby book with generic answers already filled in for those of us Mommies who are too lazy to keep our own. It's not like any of us -- or our children -- will remember enough to contradict what's written in the book anyway...


At 3:08 PM, Blogger Kristy said...

Elmo's Balls. *That* one will come back to haunt him.


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