Elliott: Year 2, Week 38 (May 9

Elliott: Year 2, Week 38 (May 9 - May 15, 2004)

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Starting Mother's Day off right - with homemade orange blueberry blintzes!
Rachel's worm family she made for us years ago..
lovingly sacrificed to the magnifying glass

success!
Elliott watches the fire from inside
Dad the pyro goes on a burning rampage

going for a family walk
it's a hard knock life for these trees..
this is one of the many trees we lost this winter

Jess hides in a cave of tree roots
a raccoon hand print
a tree growing on a boulder

Elliott enjoys his backpack rides
Ahh, a nice relaxing foot soak to end Mother's Day - sort of! (or: elliott gets a bum massage - eek!)

Elliott and Jasmine go to the park - Jasmine goes for the swing, but Elliott must stop and pay homage to the rocks
Yay! Rocks! Oh, wow!
Byebye!

Weee!
Boo!

What's up with Elliott and these rocks?
Wee! (facing sideways so he can see "Jahmin")
Ahhhh...

Um, Elliott, you're supposed to eat the top first
Yeah, whatever!

Elliott makes a "smoothie" in his new yardsale blender
borg-dee-borgborg!
Elliott's best "grumpy old man" face

feeding bagel to Mom's cabbage patch kids..
must feed "timmy" too (his favorite doll)
Dump trucks, a chipper, and men with chainsaws came to clear brush from the road - Elliott watched them for a LONG time!

"ice cookie! Mmm, nummy!"
Elliott loves the water
Raining!

Elliott loves walking up and down stairs - good up, scary down (insists on standing and walking - no more belly sliding or even bum scooting). We say "one two" to encourage him to put both feet on one step, but he often ends up hanging from our hand when he lunges forward. We're going to install a lower railing to help him out.
He can now say two or three words together - back yard, fire truck, red ball.. really seems to enjoy saying compound words like this. tries to say longer phrases. no real sentences, but very close. Says things like "big truck". Still working on mine and yours. still picking nose a ton.. boogie? says "Bye" when I talk on the phone. loves peekaboo/hiding games (hiding face under a pillow). loves playing in tent firetruck. loves fire. loves all construction and truck related things. loves water, sand, dirt.
bird = "bort" sling = "yinyinying" singing = "yinging" railing = raining
talks constantly, sings frequently, especially in the car
He's really into babies - my cabbage patch kids, esp. timmy - he talks to them, feeds them, holds them in lap to read books, "shows" them things, gives them toys. He took me very seriously when I told him not to pick the baby up by the hair (looked genuinely horrified that he might have hurt his baby - almost cried).
When we were taking a walk on a sidewalk, he took a spill and got a booboo on his chin. He still talks about booboo, how dada gave him a hug, how we had to clean it and put a bandaid on it. Pulling it off was the WORST!
He's very coordinated in the tub these days - no need for the tub seat anymore. I watch him like a hawk, but I no longer have to hover over him ready to grab him if he slips. He likes 'raining' (the shower), balls and scoops. He scoops with his boat. He likes to splash, and pour water into containers. He also likes to "swim".
He's totally obsessed with airplanes (hard to catch visually - we hear them but can't see them now that the trees have leafed out at home). He yells "airplane" when he hears a motor.. he's usually right too! He still loves fans, motors, things that go and turn on... he loves to ride in the backpack while I mow the lawn (hey, it works for me!).
We've been slowly introducing nuts - he peanut butter cookies, almonds, many other nuts. No food allergies whatsoever, so far. He loves blueberries and strawberries. He loves lemon ice (sherbet) way more than vanilla ice cream. He LOVES watermelon. At Grandmas and Grandpas, he ate watermelon and drank some lemonade. He sat there saying "lemon, melon, lemon, melon" over and over.
If he doesn't get your attention immediately, he just starts chanting louder and louder and getting whiny and desperate and cry-iee and finally has a fit. this can all happen in 5 seconds sometimes. "haveit!" screaming while dropping said object.. it all means he's probably hungry, tired, etc. He just has NOOOO patience whatsoever sometimes. He is all done eating, and just screams "down down down down" until we get him dowm. We calmly explain about wiping, and a minute, but he just has no patience even though he knows the routine. As much as we love him, it's kind of a relief sometimes when he finally goes to bed at night. Phew!
He loves ice cubes - I crush them or shave ice, but he really really wants them whole.
He no longer eats toys.. amazing how quickly that stage passes. Our house is already not baby-proof - there are little bits of toy parts lying around. He is fascinated by miniature things. One of his favorite toys is a little plastic cottage garden with winnie the pooh charactetrs - it's rabbit's garden, complete with tiny (1/2" tall) plastic pots, little 2" long garden utensils, a pretend plastic seed packet, etc. He just loves carrying these tiny toys around and playing with them. He's usually good about putting them back or remembering where he put the bits, but occasionally I have to go on a hunt for missing objects. I can understand now why people with more than one kid eventually give up and just throw stuff into baskets at the end of the day. I's so hard to keep all the parts of things straight and together, when Elliott gets so much joy out of just tossing things into a big mess in the middle of the floor.
He's back "into" balls again. Balls, airplanes and fire trucks are the theme of the week - and tractors with scoops. For instance, I told him we were going to go visit a friend who had two boys. He immediately said, "ball?" and I rassured him that yes, they had balls there and would play with him. That made him happy, and all the way there he said, "boy? ball?".

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Starting Mother's Day off right - with homemade orange blueberry blintzes!	Rachel's worm family she made for us years ago..	lovingly sacrificed to the magnifying glass
success!	Elliott watches the fire from inside	Dad the pyro goes on a burning rampage
going for a family walk	it's a hard knock life for these trees..	this is one of the many trees we lost this winter
Jess hides in a cave of tree roots	a raccoon hand print	a tree growing on a boulder
Elliott enjoys his backpack rides	Ahh, a nice relaxing foot soak to end Mother's Day - sort of! (or: elliott gets a bum massage - eek!)
Elliott and Jasmine go to the park - Jasmine goes for the swing, but Elliott must stop and pay homage to the rocks	Yay! Rocks! Oh, wow!	Byebye!
Weee!	Boo!
What's up with Elliott and these rocks?	Wee! (facing sideways so he can see "Jahmin")	Ahhhh...
Um, Elliott, you're supposed to eat the top first	Yeah, whatever!
Elliott makes a "smoothie" in his new yardsale blender	borg-dee-borgborg!	Elliott's best "grumpy old man" face
feeding bagel to Mom's cabbage patch kids..	must feed "timmy" too (his favorite doll)	Dump trucks, a chipper, and men with chainsaws came to clear brush from the road - Elliott watched them for a LONG time!
"ice cookie! Mmm, nummy!"	Elliott loves the water	Raining!

Elliott loves walking up and down stairs - good up, scary down (insists on standing and walking - no more belly sliding or even bum scooting). We say "one two" to encourage him to put both feet on one step, but he often ends up hanging from our hand when he lunges forward. We're going to install a lower railing to help him out. He can now say two or three words together - back yard, fire truck, red ball.. really seems to enjoy saying compound words like this. tries to say longer phrases. no real sentences, but very close. Says things like "big truck". Still working on mine and yours. still picking nose a ton.. boogie? says "Bye" when I talk on the phone. loves peekaboo/hiding games (hiding face under a pillow). loves playing in tent firetruck. loves fire. loves all construction and truck related things. loves water, sand, dirt. bird = "bort" sling = "yinyinying" singing = "yinging" railing = raining talks constantly, sings frequently, especially in the car He's really into babies - my cabbage patch kids, esp. timmy - he talks to them, feeds them, holds them in lap to read books, "shows" them things, gives them toys. He took me very seriously when I told him not to pick the baby up by the hair (looked genuinely horrified that he might have hurt his baby - almost cried). When we were taking a walk on a sidewalk, he took a spill and got a booboo on his chin. He still talks about booboo, how dada gave him a hug, how we had to clean it and put a bandaid on it. Pulling it off was the WORST! He's very coordinated in the tub these days - no need for the tub seat anymore. I watch him like a hawk, but I no longer have to hover over him ready to grab him if he slips. He likes 'raining' (the shower), balls and scoops. He scoops with his boat. He likes to splash, and pour water into containers. He also likes to "swim". He's totally obsessed with airplanes (hard to catch visually - we hear them but can't see them now that the trees have leafed out at home). He yells "airplane" when he hears a motor.. he's usually right too! He still loves fans, motors, things that go and turn on... he loves to ride in the backpack while I mow the lawn (hey, it works for me!). We've been slowly introducing nuts - he peanut butter cookies, almonds, many other nuts. No food allergies whatsoever, so far. He loves blueberries and strawberries. He loves lemon ice (sherbet) way more than vanilla ice cream. He LOVES watermelon. At Grandmas and Grandpas, he ate watermelon and drank some lemonade. He sat there saying "lemon, melon, lemon, melon" over and over. If he doesn't get your attention immediately, he just starts chanting louder and louder and getting whiny and desperate and cry-iee and finally has a fit. this can all happen in 5 seconds sometimes. "haveit!" screaming while dropping said object.. it all means he's probably hungry, tired, etc. He just has NOOOO patience whatsoever sometimes. He is all done eating, and just screams "down down down down" until we get him dowm. We calmly explain about wiping, and a minute, but he just has no patience even though he knows the routine. As much as we love him, it's kind of a relief sometimes when he finally goes to bed at night. Phew! He loves ice cubes - I crush them or shave ice, but he really really wants them whole. He no longer eats toys.. amazing how quickly that stage passes. Our house is already not baby-proof - there are little bits of toy parts lying around. He is fascinated by miniature things. One of his favorite toys is a little plastic cottage garden with winnie the pooh charactetrs - it's rabbit's garden, complete with tiny (1/2" tall) plastic pots, little 2" long garden utensils, a pretend plastic seed packet, etc. He just loves carrying these tiny toys around and playing with them. He's usually good about putting them back or remembering where he put the bits, but occasionally I have to go on a hunt for missing objects. I can understand now why people with more than one kid eventually give up and just throw stuff into baskets at the end of the day. I's so hard to keep all the parts of things straight and together, when Elliott gets so much joy out of just tossing things into a big mess in the middle of the floor. He's back "into" balls again. Balls, airplanes and fire trucks are the theme of the week - and tractors with scoops. For instance, I told him we were going to go visit a friend who had two boys. He immediately said, "ball?" and I rassured him that yes, they had balls there and would play with him. That made him happy, and all the way there he said, "boy? ball?".