Baby diary: 16 months 1 week
Apr. 24th, 2020 01:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
petroniaThe nights are becoming short and so I tend to fall sleep with Alan, from dusk to dawn, and only wake up enough to put him in his own bed half the time. But I can't stand that he gropes and pinches me all night! :P I try to explain to him - more for my satisfaction than his understanding - that my boobs belong to me and not him, though he had the use of them for a while. But whenever we hug his hands wander. I suppose it's a common predilection to many toddlers (a detail used to sad effect in N.K. Jemisin's The Fifth Season).
Cleaning is still big. My mom lets Alan push the Swiffer around, and he will dust with any paper towel he finds. This morning he even did his best to wipe up his own spit-up. He doesn't put away his toys and books, though... There are so many skills it's hard to take stock of them all: I don't think I took a note of when Alan began to climb on the sofa and sit and loll around as he pleases (a month ago?). He holds a pen surprisingly well and can scribble on paper, though he prefers his foam floor tiles or his hands as surfaces, and is considering the window frame against which we measure his height (if grown-ups can write with pen there, why not Alan?).
When the weather is good I take him to the park in mid-morning, where he plays with sticks and stones and usually manages to spot a vehicle or two -- a cement truck, a fire engine, even a CN freight train along the tracks by the canal. Today we stopped at the Russian grocery and replenished our stock of Jaffa cakes and gingerbreads and those dusty Soviet chocolates. Alan came home both sticky and dusty, and now is blessedly napping.
71 weeks is supposedly the start of another fussy period, so we'll see.
Cleaning is still big. My mom lets Alan push the Swiffer around, and he will dust with any paper towel he finds. This morning he even did his best to wipe up his own spit-up. He doesn't put away his toys and books, though... There are so many skills it's hard to take stock of them all: I don't think I took a note of when Alan began to climb on the sofa and sit and loll around as he pleases (a month ago?). He holds a pen surprisingly well and can scribble on paper, though he prefers his foam floor tiles or his hands as surfaces, and is considering the window frame against which we measure his height (if grown-ups can write with pen there, why not Alan?).
When the weather is good I take him to the park in mid-morning, where he plays with sticks and stones and usually manages to spot a vehicle or two -- a cement truck, a fire engine, even a CN freight train along the tracks by the canal. Today we stopped at the Russian grocery and replenished our stock of Jaffa cakes and gingerbreads and those dusty Soviet chocolates. Alan came home both sticky and dusty, and now is blessedly napping.
71 weeks is supposedly the start of another fussy period, so we'll see.
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Date: 2020-04-24 08:30 pm (UTC)Good luck with the fussy period, whenever it does come. Chocolate does help XD