Archive for the ‘Developmental Milestones’ Category

The Reflection

Thursday, October 9th, 2008

As we so often do when the weather cooperates, Avery and I spend our mornings out on the porch where we have our breakfast and do some playing. He can entertain himself pretty well, mostly by doing imaginative play, so we can both be out there and enjoy the outdoors independent of one another.

This morning as I sat on the settee sipping my coffee, I observed Avery walk past the storm door a couple of times, each time slowing down as he got in front of the door. When he realized that it was his reflection that he sees, he stopped right in front of the door and started to smile. He stood there for a minute, appearing to examine his reflection from head to toe.

He then caught sight of his pajama top that had a dog on it. He did the point and grunt, first by pointing to his chest and grunting, then by pointing to the door and then grunting. He then walked over to me to proudly show me his discovery. Of course, what followed was a super-sappy moment for me. And let me tell you how compassionate this little boy of mine is: he gave me a hug when he saw tears coming down my face. Awwwww….

I told him I wasn’t sad, but rather very happy about what I just witnessed. He then started clapping :o)

I might be a tad biased, but that’s a smart lil’ puppy, I tell you.

Open Letter: 18 Months

Tuesday, October 7th, 2008

Dear Avery -

You turned 18 months yesterday. What a relief! You keep growing and growing and with no setbacks *knock on wood* - ahhhh, I can breathe a little easier now that you’ve reached this age. You’re a little sturdier so I no longer freak out about accidentally breaking you.

At your 18-month appointment today, Dr. Dilloway said you are the picture of perfect health. You are still taller than you are heavier on the percentile scale, which is definitely much preferred than the other way around, and you are still above average in height and weight . But your weight- and height-gain have slowed down A LOT. I think you only gained 3/4 of a pound and 3/4 of an inch since July, when before then, you were averaging 1 lb/month weight gain. Well, the furrow between my brows must’ve gotten deeper as your pediatrician spoke because she quickly reassured me that this slow down is normal.

A concern I brought up at this visit is your lack of verbal communication. The only words I’ve ever heard you say are Da Da (for Dad) and Ba Ba (for Bubbles or Banana). The rest of your communication is babble or The Point and Grunt. Fortunately, as frustrating as it is sometimes to try to understand, most of your communication I am able to decipher. Eventually. I think. You’ll let me know in the future how close I am to some of these guesses.



These days, you most often point to your head and grunt. I guess it’s because some of your fondest memories involve your head somehow. There was the time waaaay back in August when you got close enough to Gibson for him to nuzzle your head. Yes, it’s been many, many weeks ago, but since that day, you’ve been pointing to your head and then grunting as if to tell and retell about the time you and Gibson bonded. Or, it could also be the time when your lolo gave you a kiss on the forehead. And still of course, the culprit could be the Dr. Seuss classic, “The Cat in the Hat“, that you simply adore. Whenever we read the book, you squeal with delight as you point to the cat’s hat, then your head, then the cat’s hat again, then your head again.

So yeah, when you do the point to your head and grunt thingy, I just pick an experience you’ve had and we just talk about it. I ask you questions, and each time you reply by repointing to your head and regrunting. Sometimes you include a really big smile or a laugh. Other times you just walk away from me and start playing with your toys. But always though, we have a great time just shooting the breeze.

And although you can only utter 2 words, you can point out about a million things. You know practically every part of the body, about 10 animals, 20 things in nature (ie. grass, leaf, moon, stars, etc.) and most household and food items. You also can follow instructions really well. Except of course when you’re having too much fun, then you just tell me no.

Your pediatrician said that because you seem to have the ability to communicate in other ways and is making some effort to verbalize, that there’s no cause for worry. She said start to be concerned when you are 2 1/2 and are still where you are now.

Let’s see, what else is going on with you? Oh, the school thing. You do really well, Aves, extra-especially when you don’t spend 3 1/2 hours out of 4 crying. This is your third week and I really thought by now that you’d be used to being in school. But noooo, I think it is getting worse. It’s become so bad now that when we approach a brown building, any brown building, you start crying and dragging your feet. Oh boy. I hope it never comes to the point when I have to toss you over my shoulders or drag you by your feet to get you inside the school. That would so not be good for my hairdo.

Love,
Mommy

P.S.
We were at Springton Manor Farm today when I asked you where my car was. Guess how you responded? Yeah, yeah, yeah, you pointed to my car and then you grunted. But you also said, Dare. Yes, you said Dare (as in There for those who aren’t as good as I in figuring out baby talk). Music to my ears, Lil’ Dude, music to my ears.

Getting Hip To It All

Monday, October 6th, 2008

Lil’ dude is getting hip to all this school business. As soon as we walked through the front doors of his school this morning, the crying and grabbing on to my leg started. He didn’t even wait to get into his classroom this time - as soon as I opened the door, the crying began.

Avery cried all the way to his classroom. I stayed with him just until Ms. Ashley was able to pick him up and coddle him. Unlike last week when I allowed Ms. Ashley to just snatch him out of my arms, this time I put him down and allowed him to be comfortable enough to let Ms. Ashley pick him up. The Swift Snatch method (letting Ms. Ashley just pry Avery out of my arms as he clung to me) proved a horror to our household so we’re trying a gentler approach. For 2 days after the Swift Snatch, Avery became so extremely clingy. He wanted to be held by only me all the time.

In other news, it’s time to order school pictures! We received the proofs today and surprisingly, they’re more than alright. What you see on the photos is a cute little boy with a great, big smile. What you don’t see on the photos is the river that was formed from the cute little boy’s tears, the grown men and women who jumped up and down, made silly faces and made even sillier noises just to get that cute little boy to smile, and the cute little boy’s mom who kept silently chanting, “Oh please don’t get snot on your vest. Oh please.

Just Say No… Just Not To Everything

Wednesday, September 24th, 2008

In one instance:
ME: “Let’s go back inside now.”
Avery vigorously shakes his head from side to side.

In another instance:
ME: “Let’s take a nap now.”
Avery vigorously shakes his head from side to side.

Yet another instance:
ME: “You want your yogurt?”
Avery vigorously shakes his head from side to side, and then points to the bacon his father tantalizingly left on the counter.

And just this morning:
ME: “Are you ready to get out of the tub now?”
Avery vigorously shakes his head from side to side.
ME: “But there’s no more water in the tub.”
Avery vigorously shakes his head from side to side.
ME: “Aren’t you cold?”
Avery vigorously shakes his head from side to side.
ME: “How can you not be cold when I am freeeeezing?”
Avery shrugs his shoulders and turns his palms up.
ME: “Ok, well, you can stay here if you want, but I’m going to your room now, k?
Avery vigorously shakes his head from side to side.
ME: “Aren’t you dizzy from all that shaking?”
Avery vigorously shakes his head from side to side.

And so it has begun. The hex my father put on me 21 years ago when I was 15 and I came home past my curfew, that curse has begun. My child has learned to tell me “no”.

Heaven help me.

I Guess He Really Does Pay Attention

Tuesday, September 16th, 2008

After the umpteenth time that Avery pointed to his shirt with a giraffe on it to presumably hear me say “giraffe” for the umpteenth and one time simply for giggles, I got down to his level, took both of his hands, looked him dead in the eye and said, “Avery, for the umpteenth and one time, that’s a giraffe, ok? Ok.”

He then pointed specifically to the giraffe decal on his wall as if to say, “Like that, right?”

I gave him the biggest hug ever after that and promptly apologized for having the nerve to be impatient with him when all he wants is to learn.

Note to Self: Self, if you want to raise a really smart person like you say you do, you’ve got to put in the time and the effort, ok? Ok.

Photos: A Bunch of Portraits

Tuesday, August 12th, 2008

Took these photos last week, but I’ve been slacking lately so they’re just now making their grand appearance. Enjoy!




“How old are you, Aves?”



All this because I wouldn’t allow him to eat grass.



Just a second later.

Photos: Where are the Horses, Avery?

Thursday, July 10th, 2008






“There are the horses, Mommy!”

At 15 Months Old, Avery…

Wednesday, July 9th, 2008

- can point out mommy, daddy, lola and himself in photos

- knows the difference between a horse and a cat (when asked to point to the horsie and there’s only the cats around, he shakes his head “no”)

- knows what a binkie, a bottle and shoes are

- grabs our hand when we start to walk towards the driveway

- can feed himself finger foods very well

- can remove and replace objects back in their place

- can give kisses and hugs (and they are simply wonderful!)

- can tell you how old he is (by putting 1 finger up)

- can clap his hands

- knows the places where he is not allowed (ie. near the water cooler, on top of stairs, in the fireplaces)

- has “Happy Feet” (he loves to dance these days!)

Yes, He Is 1!

Tuesday, July 8th, 2008

I showed Avery this afternoon how to put up 1 finger when asked how old he is.

He has since put up 1 finger consistently when I’ve asked his age.

It’s amazing how much he amazes me everyday with everything new that he’s learning.

Family Fun Day: Brunch at Normandy Farm

Wednesday, June 25th, 2008

Last Sunday, our family headed out to Blue Bell, PA for an impromptu brunch at Normandy Farm (Thanks for the tip, Shakira!). We were all so pleasantly surprised at how elegant the place and how delicious the food were. I don’t know, but for some reason I was left with the impression that the place was casual after Shakira told me about it so the clan (Melvin, my mom, Aves and me) went grossly underdressed. Well, it wasn’t “Jacket Required”, but far from jeans and flip flops either.

I just love taking Avery places these days. He gets so excited being in new surroundings and seeing new people. He still gets pretty freaked out especially when total strangers approach him and get all in his personal space, but for the most part, he likes being around people. I’ve also noticed recently that he prefers children a whole lot more than adults so he really gets going when he’s around them.

He can feed himself pretty well now, too. We put him in his highchair, cut up pieces of food for him and just let him go to town. He seems the most content when he’s given some independence. Still not using utensils and drinking by himself from a cup though, but believe you me, he eats sufficiently :)