Bear yells everything. He’s just loud, all the time. Happy, sweet loud.
He loves to sing and he’s learning more and more words to 10,000 Reasons (His favorite song) as well as some other songs.
He currently counts like this: “seven, nine, ten, leben, two, three, four, five, six, seben…”
Me: Bear, what are you thinking about?
Me: (holding out two freeze pops) Bear, red or green?
Bear: Um...yes. (Takes both)
Bear is learning how to assert himself. He used to just scream when his sister dragged him around or violated his space bubble. Today, when she tried to drag him off the couch by the arm he said, "No... pushin... mine hand...Bunny!" He also accidentally hit himself on the head with her fairy wand and said, "No hittin...Bunny." I had to remind him that he was the one doing the hitting. He tattles on her too. "BUNNY TAKE IT, MOMMY!" and his all time favorite defense is screaming, "MINE!!!" at the top of his lungs, not necessarily because it is his, but definitely if it is something he wants.
One of his last times in the crib. I think this was nap time the day before.
On 6/18 he got his big boy bed. He was so excited about it! He talked about "Ma...big...boy...bed!" for days and days!!!
June 20, I believe was the last time he has voluntarily and successfully nursed in awhile. We were in his big boy bed and he was having trouble falling asleep. He nursed to sleep. Other than that, he refuses, or tries and seems to have forgotten how to do it. I'm kind of heartbroken to let go of that bond, especially since he probably would have nursed for a lot longer if I hadn't gotten pregnant and reduced it significantly.
We tried to nurse again at naptime. Not really successful. I think we're done. Any more nursing done from this point on isn't really nursing. Either he has forgotten how to suck or he no longer enjoys the taste of my milk (I've heard it changes in the second trimester) because he occasionally asks to nurse but never sucks, only puts his mouth over my nipple and enjoys the nearness of being with me and rubbing my skin. By his birthday he had gone a good, couple of days without nursing (I should say without going through the emotions of nursing. Since 6/20, he seems to have forgotten how to latch)
Bear has taken to giving himself timeouts (He angrily marches off) when he's upset with me and then hollering at me to let him out.
Bear saw his birthday party cupcakes an hour or so before his party and started singing happy birthday to himself so I think he sort of gets the idea of what it's about. He also chose to watch rather than participate in most of the birthday fun. Maybe next year, buddy!
Me: Oh, Bear, you're stinky.
Bear: Ha ha! Tinky!
Me: Are you stinky?
Bear: No. I Bear. I Bear!
Bunny: Mom, I need to poop!
Bear: No poop!
He grabs someone by the hand and says "C'mon!" Very sweetly if he wants them to come play with him.
Me: Bear, these shoes give you stinky feet.
Bear: I'ma wash ma stanky feet!
His big boy bed has worked out very well. He seems to know to stay in it and even when he wakes up he asks if he can come out. He also goes to his timeouts and stays there until I tell him he can come out. He obediently and angrily stomps to the bed and then as soon as he gets there he spends the time out asking, "I come out...now? I come out, Mommy?"
He and I have sort of gotten into a bedtime routine. At nap time and even at bedtime I come in and we read a book, then we sing "Oh my soul," then we talk or giggle, and then I leave and he cries for a little bit. If he can't fall asleep, I come back in and we snuggle and it's usually enough to calm him down so he can sleep when I leave again and teach Bunny her kindergarten lessons for the day.
Oh, the sweet, baby boy snuggles!
The last morning he woke up in his crib.
He participated in his first full Spanish class all on his own!!!