My blog has moved! Redirecting...

You should be automatically redirected. If not, visit and update your bookmarks.

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Fourteen Months Old

Fourteen Months Old

This past month you have turned into more of a person, stepping even further away from babyhood, and showing us your developing personality. You make you wants known and express your displeasure when things don't go your own way. Often this results in you stamping your feet before flinging yourself prostrate onto the floor.

You notice now when we all laugh at something and you join in by screwing up your face and making a very loud fake laugh. If you do something that causes us to laugh you will continue to do it, testing out your newly developed sense of cause and effect.

Your newest loves:

Bananas, you love eating them almost as much as squeezing them between your fingers and smashing them into the rugs and furniture.

Toilet brush, you try and push people down and out of your way when they open the bathroom door so you can go get it... and brush your hair.

The pile of garbage and dirt that results when one sweeps the floor, you try to grab the garbage out from in front of the broom and run away with it. I have to literally hold you back with the broom and sweep like I am an Olympic hockey skater going towards the goal. Who knew sweeping could be a full contact sport.

On and off switches, especially the one on the vacuum, which makes vacuuming a longer and infinitely more frustrating experience.

Laundry baskets, you love to push them around the house. It borders on an obsession. Any clothing that happened to be in the baskets you grab out while pushing and throw around the house, leaving a trail of clothing in your wake.

Ripping pages out of books and magazines, this just never gets old for you.

As I have said before, you don't like to sleep at night. But I'm okay with that. And so is your father. Last night, when you woke up for what felt like the 50th time, and Rob sat up in bed and yelled, "This is bullshit!" he meant that in a nice way.

You don't like to talk, preferring the point and scream method of communication instead. The one word you do say is "Eat" , though it sounds more like "EEEEEEEEEEE" You walk over to the cabinets where we keep the food and scream it.

You are never silent. You walk through the house with such purpose, swinging your arms and pointing at random things. Sometimes I like to "translate" your baby speak into what I think you are saying. For example, this morning your walked into the dining room and pointed to the fireplace mantle. I think you said, "What is that up there? You call that decorating? Why the hell do people put their wallets, toys, and papers up there?" Why indeed.

Those little teeth

You are still teething, getting your fifth tooth in right now. It doesn't really seem to bother you. And aside from the constant stream of drool pouring out of your mouth, one would never know that you were teething. It amazes me the variety of foods you are able to eat with only those four little teeth. You eat everything that we eat. This past month, in a belated celebration of you being a year old you ate part of a peanut butter and honey sandwich. We throw caution to the wind here, botulism and allergies, we laugh at you! Ha!

You are such a happy baby. You constantly laugh and smile, from the moment you get up in the morning we are greeted with your grin and dimples. I don't think I have ever seen a baby smile so much. Surely your cheeks must ache by the end of the day. Just this morning when Rob's alarm went off you popped up in bed and looked back and forth from your father to me smiling. "How can anyone wake up so happy?" Rob had asked. You laid back down and closed your eyes for a few minutes before climbing over us to try and get the books off of our bedside table.

I look forward to the day when you can eat without having to take the chewed food out of your mouth and examine it every few bites. Similarly it would be nice if you could understand the concept of a napkin instead of using your hair. Though since most of your siblings still haven't grasped the whole napkin concept, I realize this will be a long time coming.

You like to clap your hands, give high fives, and wave bye-bye. But on your own terms. You don't like to perform like a trained circus animal, much to the disappointment of your siblings.

Fourteen Months

As I was sitting here typing you walked over to me and reached up with your chubby arms. I picked you up and held you close. You wrapped your sticky hands around the back of my head tangling them in my hair. You brought your face close in to mine. I smelled your sweet baby breath, a mixture of your morning nursing, pancakes with syrup, and magic marker. I thought I was going to be the receiver of one of your highly coveted, not often given, kisses. Instead you head butted me.

And then you got down and walked away, laughing and babbling. I think you were saying, "She falls for it every time."


Anonymous Alissa said...

ah, magic marker breath. very touching! love that little grin!

11:25 AM  
Anonymous Cheryl said...

What a sweet precious little boy! Chris you must keep blogging for a very long time. I simply cannot wait to read your posts when you have a house full of teenagers. ;)

11:47 AM  
Anonymous Claudia said...

I started out laughing and in love with the face of your little boy. He is so adorable. But by the end of reading I'm all teary eyed because your description of his 14montholdedness and his baby ways brought back such vivid memories of my similar little guy (who is now a happy 9yr old) that it just hit me how much I miss having that one to two year old around! .............

12:53 PM  
Blogger GrumpyTeacher1 said...

That is really sweet!

1:07 PM  
Anonymous Scooby said...

I love reading your blog - its downright funny and inspiring. Like Cheryl said - you have to blog for very long time (aka forever) because I simply wont be able to survive without my morning dose of the Big Yellow House.

Your sweet boy will have some wonderful letters from his momma when he is a grown up ;o)

1:39 PM  
Anonymous Melissa said...

That was a beautiful letter. He is so cute by the way. And no sunglasses and beard, I notice.

1:46 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So Sweet, reminds me of my guy who is growing so fast at 17 months.

thanks for blogging :-)


1:58 PM  
Blogger novaks8 said...

Oh, those big beautiful eyes!

How sweet.

2:16 PM  
Blogger InterstellarLass said...

Arrgh! Now you've done it. Mine are 10 and 7, and since I got remarried I've had a baby-twinge. I thought I was over it until I read this. Dammit! Can't I just borrow him or a day or so? That's all I need. Just a fix...just a little bit of baby

2:44 PM  
Blogger owlhaven said...

Sweet, sweet... my 14 month old has 5 teeth too

4:31 PM  
Blogger Grammy said...

The pictures were wonderful. I've never met you, or your kids, but I just wanted to give that child a squinch. I really enjoyed this post. It helped bring back those wonderful memories of my babies' babyhood. Now I'm going to go into grandkid withdrawl.

5:45 PM  
Blogger Libragirl said...

Why do all kids get a fasination for toilets until you try to potty train them.

That is such a nice post. It's such a great age. And the faces they make are fantastic.

6:40 PM  
Blogger Melora said...

Your post makes me practically ache for when mine were that cuddlesome baby stage. What lovely pictures! (of a lovely baby!)

8:21 PM  
Anonymous Tammie said...

He is just a cutie! Like all your other kids, he's going to be a heartbreaker when he gets older! Thanks for another great post and for sharing some great photos.

8:24 PM  
Blogger Ms. Mamma said...

Lovely photographs, as usual! I think it's amazing how we become excellent photographers with our children. For me it started with dogs, a very slow progression, but growth nonetheless! Simply wonderful, Chris!

9:06 PM  
Blogger Heather said...

Your blogging about Miles makes me laugh out loud. My kids will walk in the room with a look of confusion on their faces because of my laughter. I have read a couple of your posts to my husband who is also Rob, and he has laughed out loud to, in the same manner, so I know its not just ME. :) You describe Miles with so much detail, I can envision him doing it all! He is the sweetest little guy. Cant wait to hear about his next milestone! Take care..

10:48 PM  
Blogger thatgirl said...

aw man. he is SO cute. and as usual when you write about him, i think of my own boy, and the fact that damn, i really should write about him now. :)

i'm such a copycat.

11:15 PM  
Blogger Lana said...

loved this post! amazing, but about 95% of the things you mention are also done by my 13-month-old boy. fascination with head-butting, toilet brushes and on-off switches must be a genetic thing wired into boys, which, I suppose, if not handled with care could turn into shooting at friends for sport a la Dick Cheney. or maybe not...


11:31 PM  
Blogger Jennifer said...

he is a cutie!! i love that big-toothed smile.

3:03 AM  
Anonymous Sleeping Mommy said...

The bananas and the toilet bowl brush are both issues in our home with my Ben. What is it with these littles. And the description of your sweetie pushing people down to get to it? Totally seen it happen here.

10:17 AM  
Blogger falwyn said...

absolutely darling photos -- I too have a 14 month old boy, you hit it right on the head. thanks for inspiring me to get back to writing the monthly newsletter things...

4:16 PM  
Blogger wendy said...

Your photos are always so excellent! What a handsome and sweet little guy you have!

8:51 PM  
Blogger parrotheadmom said...

ah, the moments we it!

9:32 PM  
Blogger Taffi said...

My 15-mo-old could be your 14-mo-old's twin, down to the fascination with the toilet brush, the screeching in lieu of speech, and the head butting. Aren't they wondermous? :-)

9:54 PM  
Anonymous Maddy said...

That was just beautiful, you wouldn't trade these days for a million bucks. I miss those innocent days, my boys are 10 and 8, still don't grasp the napkin concept either, but have lost the baby breath and don't smile 24/7 anymore. Sigh.... Nappies, I keep saying nappies and I won't want another. lol.

5:02 PM  

Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home