He’s been walking now for a couple of months, but has really mastered it now. He can’t run yet, but boy can those little legs move fast! As he still has a couple of defined fat rolls left on the backs of his legs, it is just a delight to see him confidently toddling off down the hall. I could spend all day watching these legs…
Then, there’s his adorable conversation. Most of it’s still babble. But over the last month, he’s learnt many new words. I know from observing Mr.4 when he was younger, it’s the start of his ”proper” talking…and before I know it, he’ll be saying two words together at a time, then sentences. It all happens so quickly, so I’m savouring his single-word communication as much as possible!
Mr.1’s first word was car. (Am sure this is a genetic trait, as Mr.4’s first word was brrrruumm.) Next came “Baaah-dee” for Buddy, our cat. He loves our cat – in fact, all animals he sees. Soon after this came “Da-da”, and “Mumm-a” took at least a month longer for me to finally hear.
Now, he’s added the following to his vocabulary: “twuk” (truck), “ny-night” (night night), “chiz” (cheese), “uh-oh”, “no not!” (no…or not), “pane” (plane), “qak” (quack), “up”, “twee” (tree), “bird”, “tana” (sultana), “go”, “brrummm”, “two” (after we say ‘one’), “teddy”, “lif” (leaf), “toot-toot” (when he sees a train), “tick-tock”, “hoo-hoooo” (said when he’s watching the closing song on Giggle & Hoot).
Finally, Mr.1 has a couple of little quirks that I find so amusing. The first of which is using a small rubber ducky as a substitute for a dummy.
Mr.1 isn’t that fussed about a dummy, unlike Mr.4 who was very attached to his. Mr.1’s happy to just have one for sleeping. But recently, probably due to teething, I’ve found he’ll wander into the bathroom, find this rubber ducky on the bath and walk around the house with it in his mouth:
When he’s walking around on those chubby legs with the rubber ducky in his mouth, I swear I can almost feel my ovaries aching to reproduce a third time…hmmmm…!
Finally, there’s his ‘cat’s bum’ mouth. Yes, a cat’s bum – there’s really no other term for it.
Mr.1’s been doing this for months now. Often when he’s concentrating on something, he’ll frown, flex his lips out and exaggerately breathe through his nose. I managed to capture it on camera the other day.
Not his best look, perhaps, but my God – so kissable!