Friday, November 28, 2008

And boy, is he cute

Xander's never been a lovey kid of kid. I tried to get him to take a pacifier. No go. Went through a slew of stuffed animals. In the last couple of months he's sort of adopted his build-a-bear animal, Dodger the dog. Now, I send a blanket with him for naptime at daycare. I've also tried to make that his special blanket, to give him comfort and again, no interest. However, tonight I took out the blanket to wash it before next week. As soon as he spotted it, he ran over, grabbed it, brought it over to an open space on the floor, threw it down, and laid right on it. I was actually going to send a different blanket next week, but I think I'll stick with that one.

What is up with this boy?

Xander is just an unpredictable little guy. First there was the bath strike. He screamed when I put him in; now he screams when I take him out. Today, it was child watch at the gym. For 9 or 10 months we suffered through separation anxiety. Only in the last few weeks has he not cried when I left the room. Today, he ran to one of the women there and held his arms out to be picked up. When I took him out of the room, he ran back to the door and tried to get back in.

I am very glad to see the end of the separation anxiety. He started daycare at the Y twice a week at the beginning of November. He cried a lot the first 2 days. He cried a little the second week. When I dropped him off this past Tuesday, not a sound. It's a lot easier to get work done without a constantly guilty conscience.

His latest skill is climbing up Jessica's bunkbed! He's been expressing interest in climbing the ladder the last few weeks, and I've been discouraging that interest. But over the weekend, he climbed up while I was in another room. Then, a little while later, he climbed down. What a monkey!

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Finding Nemo

There's a scene towards the end of Finding Nemo where a bunch of pigeons try to eat Marlin and Dory, saying "Mine, mine, mine."

That's exactly what Xander sounds like these days. Right down to the inflection.

"I Saw Her Standing There"

Xander is indeed my son. He's currently dancing up a storm to the Beatles song "I Saw Her Standing There." Who can blame him? It's got a great beat.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Celebration time

It is with much excitement and happiness that I announce that Xander's bath strike is OVER! It's been a long 8 or 9 months.

Now of course he doesn't want to get out of the tub.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Monkey see, monkey do

Yesterday Xander wanted to hold his nasal aspirator/suction bulb. I let him. He put it up to his nose and attempted to squeeze it. Then he said "Ewwwwwwwww."

I wonder where he got that from? ; )

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

In case you didn't believe me about the jammies

Xander in thermals, sans pajamas:

Walking over to Mommy purposefully, armed with jammies:

"Hello?! Why am I not wearing these RIGHT NOW?"

Monday, November 3, 2008

How was Halloween?

Well, Xander's newest word is "pop," as in lollypop. As in "pop pop pop" all day long. So, in his mind, Halloween was pretty good.

And, per Aunt Nutan's request: