February 7, 2011

  • After the vomiting, Grant was awake a lot last night with a fever.  So we both too a long nap this afternoon, and now I don't know if we'll ever go to bed.  He's been so attached to me all day, nursing almost constantly.  Right now he's actually two feet away, eating pretzels (some of the first solid food he's been willing to eat).  Since he's happy with me right here, I will try typing a bit.  He's watching My Little Pony videos on YouTube.  He loves them.  I think it makes Brian cringe a little, but they're his favorites right now.  Madeleine adores her ponies, and it has rubbed off on Grant too.  Another favorite thing for him to do is to grab her ponies and run to the other room with them, shrieking in glee.  Madeleine is shrieking in dismay, and it gets pretty loud and chaotic very quickly.  Madeleine has taken to roaring at Grant:  if he comes close to her and she thinks he's going to be trouble, she will open her mouth wide and yell "ROAR!!!!" as loud and ferociously as she can.  It's her alternative to hitting him.  Sometimes it deters him; sometimes he cries (if he's tired); sometimes he carries on as if he didn't even notice.  I know Madeleine had used her roaring technique in the past, but it has taken on renewed life and strength lately, much louder and more ferocious than in its previous incarnations. 

    Grant can say a ton of words now, and is starting to sometimes put two words together to make more of a message.  They're not really sentences, but he's getting closer.  He can repeat a lot of the words that you ask him to say, especially if they're 1 syllable.  There are some two syllable words he can do now, too, though.  One cute phrase that makes me happy is when we turn off the lights and it gets dark.  He loves to say, "Ooooooooooh....   dark!"  It's so stinkin' cute.

    The kids also play the "score basket game" now.  That's what Madeleine named it.  It's a lot like basketball, but also not like basketball.  The kids go to the very top of the stairs and Brian sits on the landing with a laundry basket or two.  The kids throw balls down the stairs and try to get it in the basket, and Brian (or I) throws the balls back up to the top.  It's lots of fun, and sometimes a player decides to go sit in a basket instead, adding an extra level of complexity to the game.

    (As I type this, Grant has a bouncy ball and is throwing it at me and the keyboard.  Maybe he wants to play ball.... which is a good sign, since he's not wanting milk, like he did all day.  It's probably a bad sign he's perked up at 11:30 p.m.   Isn't it supposed to be bedtime??)