He is experimenting with standing up on his own as of 7/8. He did that all month.
He likes to sing along with music. He opens his mouth and says "Aaaah" very loudly and earnestly. He also likes to dance with it. His dances start at the waist and end at the shoulders--usually while sitting down.
He is very spatially aware. He will perch on the edge of his desk, for instance, move around up there, and not fall down. Not that he doesn't fall down but he falls much less than you expect him to.
He started saying "Mama" more as of 7/9. Over the course of the month he started saying it a lot--and actually saying just plain, old "Mom" too. He says it when he's referring to me, especially when he's feeling needy.
He figured out how to blow bubbles with his spit. It was so cute watching him do it over and over saying "Mah" as he played.
I have been calling him Mr. McFeety and Sweety McFeety. It came from Sweety-weety which turned into Wheets and then Wheety-wheets, and then anything that rhymes with that. He's also Bud-Bud and A---- Bear or A-- Bear. He has sometimes been called Fatty McFatterson but that doesn't' really apply anymore. Towards the end of the month he also got Meaty Meats. Poor guy! It's amazing how something silly (saying, Sweety, sweety, sweety! to him when he was a couple of weeks old and upset) can turn into something so silly like a string of rhyming nicknames.
"Boo," is his third word after "Dada" and "Mama" or "Mom." It means balloon and he says it with his lips closed so it almost sounds like "Boom" or "Bvvv" He loves his balloons and is very emphatic about pointing and saying "Boo" when he sees them. Towards the end of the month we walked into a Party City loaded with balloons and he was going off the wall pointing at them all and saying "Boo" so urgently. I couldn't let him touch them--except for a few that were advertising a sale--and it was driving him nuts. He was really going beserk with excitement and frustration.
Me: Wanna go look at the balloons?
Me: Let's go look at the balloons.
Bear: Boo. Oh, oh! (Giggles)
After he figured out how to stand he started doing it a lot--but in dangerous places (at least at first) such as our friend's staircase or in his new, wooden high chair. He's such a dare devil. "Boys and girls are so different. Baby Bear likes to push the limit of what's safe and his sister is never quite sure she's safe enough. Granted, this could just be the difference between my two kids. Today, we found him standing up--no hands--in his wooden high chair. He doesn't even like to stand by himself on the floor but if it's dangerous and pushing the limits, and it's something new, he's all over it. "
He's been toying with his first steps. He'll move from walking along one object to walking along another which requires one step in between. He's done that a couple of times. THe first time I noticed it was on 7/13 when he moved from the couch to the ottoman.
He responds well to praise and clapping and often joins with smiles and his own claps.
He's been getting more discipline lately for things like throwing food and pulling hair. Usually, just a time out for a minute. He now recognizes the word "time-out." When he does something he shouldn't we say, "No! No pulling!" or "No throwing food! Do you want a time-out?" and he pouts or makes his "pity me" face (squints his eyes), and generally stops. He still occasionally bites. He doesn't usually bite skin on purpose but he bites everything else so sometimes when he's biting a shirt or pants, skin accidentally comes with it. Also, he has the habit of occasionally biting a bit by accident when he latches on to nurse.
He likes throwing himself on pillows and stuffed animals.
He noticed the sheep on his wall and pointed to them looking to have a conversation about them so I described them to him a little bit.
He seems to make himself feel better by throwing things when he's frustrated. As I mentioned before, we're working on that.
By the end of the month he had about five words: "Dada," "Mama," "Boo (Baloon)" "Dih-dih (doggy)," and "Adadadah! (adiós)"
He figured out how to climb up the school/coloring end table just before we left for vacation.
He spent a couple hours one night vomiting about a week after his virus and round of antibiotics. He didn't have a fever or anything so we were wondering if it was something he ate. Zucchini? Kiwi?
He loves sticking his head in Daddy's shower and getting all wet.
"Dih Dih" is definitely dog. He chased Ellie around calling her "Dih dih" and laughing.
He "sort of" took his first steps. He walked 2-3 feet in a falling step from a desk to his friend A----a.
He waves goodbye all by himself, sometimes it seems he understands when to do it without being told. He's very intelligent in there even though he can't express himself verbally yet.
He's better now about not having tantrums when he doesn't get to eat our food at dinner. He also loves to offer us his food--even when he's not done eating it. I think it's because we're always feeding him and now he feels it's just something family does for one another.
He makes a silly fishy face all the time. He sucks his cheeks in and bites down on them as he plays. It's adorable!
He says Adios and waves his hands when we say goodbye to the Spanish students. It's more like "Alalalalah!" but close enough!
He loves his sister's little chairs so we were very excited when we found him his own at a yard sale for $2 or $3.
He has yet to gain the stamina for long trips that his sister has. He's okay for the first hour or so, then screams for a GOOD long while, then takes a nap for an hour or two. Then we repeat the process. The incidences of screaming increase, however, if we don't take good long breaks to eat or do something frivolous like walk around Wal-Mart.
On the way to my friend's wedding, we stopped at the mall for over an hour. Things like this happened and I let it go (though it's certainly not appropriate department store behavior) because the kids just needed to get their energy out.
He met an old friend of ours and really enjoyed his beard!
He really likes eating bread.
He likes sitting up on the fireplace. It makes me think of how often his sister used to do that at his age and older.
After Nina's wedding he was just beat! Poor baby! His schedule really got messed up that weekend.
He's learning to use chalk. He prefers to eat it. He REALLY likes to eat it, but we're working on using it to color.
He drops stuff from his high chair on purpose and then grunts for you to come get it for him. If you do, he'll drop it again and repeat the process.
We took a rest stop on our way to a weekend away at Uncle David's wedding and we just put the two of them in the cart with balls and drove them around Walmart for 20 minutes or so. It gave him the respite he needed from the car so we could get back in and keep going.
Wide awake at his grandparents house way before we wanted to get up.
The wedding was on his actual 13 month old date. So the following pictures show him on that day: