"There is no rest at all afar or near, / Only a sense of things that moan and go."

[larryhammer]

TBD is two years and two months old, and bounding all over the place. Acheivements recently unlocked: transition to booster seat, opening doorknobs, pretend games, "mine!", asking the meaning of unfamiliar words:

Me: "You're wearing khaki shorts."
TBD: "{garble} khaki?"
Me: "That's what that color is called: khaki."
TBD: *looks down* *nods*

Short sentences are increasingly common, especially for "I" statements. Not that I understand many of them -- pronunciations are often still rather garbled. Translations between "you" and "I" are generally accurate, though pictures of self are identified as "you."

In the biggest pretend game of the last month, TBD (or another) lies down, says "Night-night!" then is still for a few seconds before "waking up." Repeat several times. For best effect, someone should tuck in the sleeper with a blanket -- which is hysterically funny to me because TBD can't STAND blankets when actually sleeping. But for the game, a blanket is important. Things that have been told to go Night-night include both parents, several stuffies, the cat who will sit still for this, a fire truck, and a lawnmower push-toy.

Other pretend games include cooking rice and pouring/sipping tea. There's also more imitative games, including feeding stuffies/dolls or combing their fur/hair. Not to mention playing with two vehicles, one in either hand, making them interact (one game, with a truck and a train, involved repeated comments of "uh oh truck").

Turtles and trucks remain obsessions, and a recent trip to New York confirmed trains, planes, and boats as important interests -- especially trains. Choo-choo! Seeing a boat enter its slip in the evening, TBD immediately generalized that a marina is a place where boats go Night-night.

And when the second-year molars finish coming in, we'll all be a lot happier.

---L.

Subject quote from "Loch Coruisk, Robert Williams Buchanan.

Comments

[alpha-strike.livejournal.com]

TBD -- or your telling of antics, at least -- was a brilliant point of light in an otherwise unpleasant day.

Thanks

[larryhammer]

😀 :-)

[thistleingrey.livejournal.com]

Seeing a boat enter its slip in the evening, TBD immediately generalized that a marina is a place where boats go Night-night.

Yes! Exactly.

Good luck to all of you with those final teeth.

[larryhammer]

Thanks. We need it.