There have been some great strides made in the world of Jack recently. I have been remiss in sharing them, so let's have us some bullet-y goodness.
* This week, he looked up at the sky while on a walk and said, "Plane?" And I said yes, that's where planes fly, up in the sky, but I did not see any right then. He thought about it for a second and said, "Daddy, go?" I almost jumped up and down. Yes! Daddy did go in a plane last week! The fact he remembered we talked about it a whole week before and that he used a pronoun/verb combo for the first time made me really proud.
* He has peed on the potty every day (except one) for the last 10 days. A few times, he's even gone twice. Although I have never personally witnessed the stream myself, I have taken reliable word for it.
* He is adding new words to his vocabulary in a fast and furious manner. While they are mostly still one syllable of a two-syllable word, it's a start. We're working more on him saying two syllables, in the hopes he will start catching on.
* He has a wicked skin reaction to strawberries. Last week, we started giving him freeze-dried strawberries as a snack because he won't eat any fruit other than applesauce. He loved them, of course, and then broke out in a horrid fit of eczema, the likes of which we have not seen since he had his milk intolerance this time last year. We deduced it was the same reaction his Grandpa gets when he eats too many strawberries, so perhaps this one runs in the family.
* He is getting more interested in the baby paraphernalia covering the house. He saw the bassinette all set up in our room and pointed to it and said, "Baby!" He's never seen one before this, so who knows where he learned that. But he's really into reading his book about a new baby coming home and kissing my belly. He also smacks the hell out of my belly with an evil grin on his face and has to be reminded to be very gentle with Mommy's belly and the baby.
* Our rule of doling out one Christmas gift per day has been going quite well. He doesn't get overwhelmed by too much stuff and it gives him something new each day. We're keeping the toy overload in the house at a minimum this way, by subtracting an old toy for the addition of a new one. Although we still have way too many toys, even after purging a ton of them to Grandma's house right before Christmas.
* He gets so excited when I put him in the car and tell him to climb into his carseat while I open the gate to the alley. By the time I turn around from getting it all situated, he has crawled in and is waiting for me to buckle him with a HUGE grin on his face. This is going to be so helpful when I have an infant seat to load up as well.
* The tantrums are starting to rear their ugly heads. Prime example: if he can't balance 37 pieces of Tupperware at once and carry them the 20 feet from the cabinet to the couch, he falls to pieces and laments his entire existence.
* He's totally into bags right now. He carries a cell phone and a little toy phone and a shape-sorter in an Elmo backpack and then loads various other items into my old Victoria's Secret shopping bags and carries those around too. He picks them up and says "bye" and then waves and announces he is going to "school" or to buy "cheese" with them. He walks around the kitchen island and then runs back to us with a huge smile on his face, waving and saying "Hi" and we welcome him back. It's hysterical. And played roughly 117 times a day.
Of course there are a million funny things I am forgetting, but just wanted to catch up on a few things off the top of my head.
