Monthly Archives: May 2013

Best Mother’s Day Gift?

I think – I think – that yesterday Timothy figured out that I am his mom. That is, I think he started calling me “mom’. He was looking at me and saying “mama”. And then kind of trying to get my attention with “ma” here and there. And then some more “ma” today…

If he’s truly started saying “mom” then he picked the perfect day for that – mother’s day!

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Baby Sign Language – Finally!

We started baby sign language classes when Timothy was about 7 months old. We were at it for a few months and then got disheartened by the absence of signing on Timothy’s part.

And now – pretty much overnight – he started signing!

He’s been signing “more” for some time now – because they sign it in daycare. He’s been signing my made-up sign for “cherrios” (waving an “o: sign in the air).

But yesterday as we were reading a book, he signed “dog”, “cow”, “horse”, and “cat”! And today I showed him “pig” a few times – and now he signs that, too!

Signing "pig"

Signing “dog” – slapping a hand on a thigh

Signing "pig"

Signing “pig” – clutching a fist next to the nose

Signing "cow"

Signing “cow” – thumb and pinky stretched out like horns

Signing "horse"

Signing “horse” – thumb, index and middle fingers stretched out like horse’s ear

And he signs “bread”. He’s been signing it for some time, too – we just didn’t know that’s what it meant!

So we re-doubled our signing efforts now! Very exciting stuff!

Timothy update: Almost 15 months

Timothy will be 15 months on the 7th. So big!

He’s getting better and better at walking. He is kind of running now, too. You can see he wants to go faster, but still frequently trips and falls, often shaking his head as if to say “man! I can’t believe how stupidly I fell!” πŸ™‚

We went to a mall today and he was getting restless in his stroller so I set him loose. He was half-running up and down the hallways – with me and the stroller in tow. It’s so funny, the way he walks – all his limbs seem to move in this uncoordinated fashion, and overall he looks like a dunk seaman on a deck of a ship πŸ™‚ Well, malls are so safe compared to sidewalks where all he seems to be interested in is walking onto the street…

Timothy’s communication skills have progressed immensely. He now understands almost everything, it seems. If I say “let’s go sleep”, he drops everything and hurries to the gate I open for him and starts climbing the stairs. He still loves sleeping (yay!). If I say “where’s your book?” he’ll go and bring me one of his books. If I ask “how Timothy hides?” – he’ll crouch behind something or at the very least close his eyes with his hands.

He also figured out that he can shake his head “yes” and “no” – and there are certain sounds that we recognize as his attempt at words. “Huttia, huttia” means “want” – from Russian “Huh-choo” – “I want”. He uses sign language for “more” and “cheerios”. He waves (if he is so inclined) and can send air kisses. He says “ba” for “ball” and “ai-duh” for “all done”.

He points at things he wants.

I spend a lot of my energy trying to civilize him. Usually, when he wants something, he starts off with screaming. Either just screaming or yelling “Huttia, huttia”. I stay cool and smile at him and ask what he wants and try to soothe him, babbling how he doesn’t need to shout, just tell me what he wants. It seems to be working. For the past few days, he starts by saying “huttia-huttia” – and only then, if I do not react immediately, increases the volume and level of frustration πŸ™‚

Yesterday was the first time he attempted feeding himself with a spoon. He wrestled the spoon out of my hand (I got another one then) and proceededΒ  stabbing the bowl with the spoon and then trying to stuff it into his mouth, often missing πŸ™‚ Often the “stabbing” would be too intense, with food flying everywhere. A few times he would insert his other hand into the bowl and squish yogurt and lick his hand. The impressive thing is that he figured out how to pass the spoon from hand to hand without ending up holding it at the wrong end. It was a very messy experience, but he looked so proud of himself πŸ™‚

He also started imitating talking on the cellphone. I don’t know where he picked it up – I rarely talk on the phone, but he knows to press it to his ear and responds when I do the same and say “hello”. He doesn’t mind pressing a computer mouse or a stick of paper glue to he ear, either – he seems to think it’s the same “phone” thingy.

He cooperates when I dress him up, stretching out his arms the moment I bring a sweater or jacket. He sometimes raises his legs in the air when I change him.

Timothy now understands that there are people in skype. He communicates with his grandparents and even plays picaboo and waves bye-bye (sometimes… he’s not into waving for some reason).

Timothy loves reading books. The other day I watched him in the tub – he picked a book floating around, and turned it around so that it’s facing the right side up and not upside down! I was so impressed.

He seems to understand books more. He points at the dog on each page of the book “snow” and he points at the rubber ducky on each page of a book about little bear taking a bath. Before I often had had a feeling that it’s all a colourful blur to him, that he cannot distinguish anything on the page.

Timothy’s voice is pretty low for a toddler, which is hilarious. Heads turn when he starts his “Huttia, huttia, huttia!!!”

He LOVES throwing stuff. Everything flies all the time. But I find it really funny how in reaction to my “come here, we’re eating” Timothy immediately sends flying – literally, not just dropping but theatrically throwing in the air! – whatever he holds in both hands and runs to the kitchen πŸ™‚

When I bring him home through the garage, he points at the entrance door and demands that we go outside. He knows that this is the way to his favourite thing: the swings! He loooooves it. And gets very upset each time we don’t go to the swing.

I was told yesterday that Timothy has got a girlfriend. She’s this cute little girl, very short and plump with a pony tail on the top of her head. Timothy makes her laugh all the time πŸ™‚

He doesn’t like veggies. Whenever he gets something he doesn’t like, he won’t rest until he throws the offending food variant onto the floor, piece after piece. Although lately, with my help, he started being more civilized and just moving those items to the table from his tray.

He dislikes brushing teeth. Sometimes singing helps (this is the way I brush my teeth, brush my teeth, brush my teeth…) – but most often it just makes him cry. Maybe his pre-molars are cutting?..

Overall, he’s lots of fun. The weird phase when I didn’t know what to do with him is over – we communicate, read books, play, I chase him around the house, we play picaboo, it’s a lot of fun! When he is not sick, anyway…