Liam-ness

Feb. 19th, 2007 07:31 am
So, while I was in Chicago last week Liam had another little developmental leap. Or maybe I just notice these things more after I'm away for a few days. In any case, Eric reports that Liam slept a whole lot while I was gone, and when I got back he was using much more complex sentences and concepts.

Here's an example - Liam is a big fan of a TV show called Dora. One of the characters in the show is called Swiper the Fox, and he's always swiping the other characters stuff. After he does, he says "You'll never find it it now!" On Saturday, Liam was noodling around the house, and for some reason went up to the TV and sort of gave it a raspberry - stuck his tongue out and spit at it. Now, this is not something we want to encourage of course, but the cool thing was what happened next. Liam says "You''ll never watch a show now!" in his Swiper the Fox voice. This was just amazing to me - he's been mimicing that character for months, but this went beyond simple mimicry and demonstrated his ability to apply the concept across different situations.

He's been doing a lot of playing with language lately. Substituting words for other words in songs, singing songs with the words all strung together by adding sss sounds before and after all of them, things like that. And as part of all of that, he's working on humor - lots of trying to come up with jokes, and figuring out what's funny.

Very, very cool time.
Still not enough on the ground to satisfy Liam's overwhelming and unquenchable NEED to build a snowman, but it is progress towards his goal.

I've been so busy travelling that I haven't written much about Liam lately. He's continuing to be his cute and adorable self. He's sad about mom's frequent trips away, but is looking forward to the day when he will get to "go on a trip with Mommy to Chi-cago." We've told him we'll do that when he is four.

He's got a bunch of words that he mispronounces in adorable fashion. Two of my favorites:
"Stillnin" - as in "I'm stillnin pooping" when we want to change his diaper and he doesn't want to leave what he's doing
"Plictures" - for pictures

He's making good progress on "banana" - it's not quite there yet, but it now sounds more like "nana" and less like "mella."

He uses a high falsetto voice when he's pretending, or when he wants to be particularly charming or persuasive.
Sleep: Went to bed early last night - around 9:30 - and slept like a rock until 3. That's usually when Liam wakes up and I move into his room, but he didn't wake up at 3 last night. I lied awake until close to 4, and Liam woke me up at 5:30. I went into his room, said "I love you too, now go to sleep" a whole bunch of times, and drifted off a little bit while he was settling back in. But by the time he was fully back asleep I was fully awake, and got up around 6:30. So the jury is still out on the Trazodone. My first block of sleep is definitely sounder, but my recollection from before was that the major benefit was that it helped me get back to sleep better after I woke up, and that's not the case so far this time. Of course, I didn't have a toddler last time. Also - no disturbing or intense dreams (yet).

Health: I hab a code. Just in time for my vacation. Oh well - I'm several days into it, so I'm hoping that it will start to get better soon. But right now my nose is runny and my eyes are itchy and my sinuses are congested. Ick.

Liam: Fun with pronouns! Liam only has one. When he sees someone doing something and wants to know what they're up to, he asks "Mommy, what him donin?" Doesn't matter if him is a her, they're all him to him. Even when the him *is* him, as in when he sees a picture of himself. "Him got a present! Him eatin cake!" [livejournal.com profile] neoliminal - here's one just for you. Last night he was pretending to be a doctor as we were trying to get him up to bed. *Really* pretending - we'd ask him something like "Do you want to give Daddy a kiss?" and he'd answer "I not Liam. I doctor." Oh, okay, we'd say, does the doctor want to give Daddy a kiss? Then he would. He was the same way this morning with pretending to be a firefighter.

Liam-ism

Oct. 3rd, 2006 07:52 am
In the middle of the night - "Mommy, I'm drinky."

(drinky=thirsty)

Liam-isms

Aug. 13th, 2006 05:35 pm
"1-2-3 BLASTOFF!" (Said just as he bellyflopped into his wading pool.)

"Apomagize." We think this is apologize. It's a word he's started using a lot, but he doesn't really understand what it means, and treats it more like a noun than a verb. He does understand that it's somehow related to crying. We figure he's picked this up at daycare.

"I w-w-w-w-w-w-wanta see Seth." He's started stuttering over just this word. Not sure what that's about or if it's a sign of something we should be concerned about.

He's moved into the developmental stage known as whiny. Wow, it's annoying. I was a whiny kid myself, so I guess this is payback.

This afternoon, naked in his swimming pool, Liam pointed at his nipple and asked "what this?" I told him, and he spent much of the remaining time in the pool talking about and playing with his nipple. He got even more excited when I pointed out that he actually had *two* nipples.

The kid is still cute as a button.

I a...

Jul. 21st, 2006 11:16 pm
I don't know if this is some sort of recognized developmental leap, but Liam's very suddenly gotten very into this whole "I a [something]" thing. Tonight, it was "I be clown" which was inspired some how by his hooded towel. Then, "I be baby" when usually he vociferously protests his non-babyhood. Interesting.

Our teething supposition of the last few days seems to be true. He's been very grumpy and tempermental and tantrumy these last few days, and judging from his response to a teeth brushing incident, his mouth seemed to be hurting. And he's been waking up earlier again. So we've been giving him Ibuprofen at bedtime. Then, last night when I woke up at three, I snuck another dose into him, and sure enough he slept until shortly after 6 (after several days of waking up by 5).

I hope those teeth come through soon and give us our happy, agreeable child back.

Rockasep

Jul. 21st, 2006 01:51 pm
Yesterday morning, Liam announced "I a rockasep."

Eric and I looked at each other, befuddled. We asked Liam to repeat himself.

"I a rockasep."

"You're a rockasep?" I asked.

"Rockasep?" he inquired, in that "what is this new word you are saying?" way that tells me that no, he's not just made up a word, we're just not understanding what he's trying to say.

Eric and I look at each other, and back at Liam, who helpfully says "I a rockasep" again.

Finally - I've really no idea how - we clued in. "Liam, are you a rocket ship?"
"Yah! Rockasep!"

Liam being a rocket ship is so far being kind of helpful, seeing as how rocket ships climb the stairs by themselves instead of being carried, and whooshing to the car is so much fun than just plain walking there that Liam's less distracted by the things we have to pass to get there.

He's also a fire fighter. Or at least that's his excuse when he climbs up on the back of the chair and onto the window sill. "I firefighter, climb ladder." He's very enamored of fire fighters these days. We went to the Hands-On Museum last Sunday, and he spent nearly the entire visit wearing the firefighter coat and hat and "driving" the fire truck there.

Stuff

Jul. 20th, 2006 09:13 pm
Liam appears to be teething. At least we're hoping that's where this latest round of grouchiness and early morning wakeups is coming from, and we can hopefully cure both with doses of carefullly time Advil. We shall see.

But he's still cute. Tonight when we were having our bedtime nursing session, he was picking at my belly as he is want to do. I moved his hand away, and the following conversation occured:
L: I scratching mommy.
T: Yes, you were scratching mommy. You should scratch mommy, she doesn't like it when you scratch her, it hurts.
L: Mommy need cut my fingernails. Daddy! Get nail clippers, please. (Understand that the words that made up that sentence were much less clear than they are here, but the meaning was utterly clear.)

How cool is that?

He's definitely in boundary testing mode, though. Purposefully doing things he's been told not to do, while looking at us all the while to see what we're going to do about it. Push, push, push. I'm not very good at dealing with this stage. Especially after three days of being back to ~5 am wakeups. I'm not getting enough sleep, and it makes me grumpy.

Liam WOTD

Jul. 11th, 2006 04:35 pm
Some favorite Liam words and phrases. Which won't be nearly as fun to read as they are to hear, but I want to document them anyway.

"It's comin out!" (when he sits on the potty - nothing ever does, though).

"Yep. Sure." and "Otay." (in response to you repeating his request back to him. As in: "Ouside, mommy, ouside." "You want to go outside?" "Otay!" Like it was my idea.)

"Stay back!" (no idea where he gets this one from, but it's v. funny when he says it)

"Gogurt" (yogurt)

"Mella" (banana - for a kid with surprisingly good pronunciation, he mangles this one every time)

"What do-nin, daddy?) (What are you doing, daddy? Also appears as "what kids do-nin"?)

"No wanna see friends!" (Upon having to stop back in at daycare after having already picked him up for the day."

"Jen-Jen scary." (Or Linda scary, or Daddy scary, or kids scary. I think he thinks we won't make him do something if he thinks it's scary. Jen-Jen is one of his daycare providers.)

I'm sure there are more - the kid talks up a storm, but those are the ones I remember right now.

Liam-isms

Jun. 8th, 2006 11:03 am
"What doonin, daddy? What doonin, mommy?"

Tugging my hand - "Go see what kids doonin!"

Every night when the common meal dinner bell rings, Liam shouts out "dinnertime, dinnertime!" At bathtime, he'll often should "bathtime, bathtime." So then there's "nursin-mama-time, nursin-mama-time!" But this morning I got a new one - I pulled out a block of cheese to cut up to pack his lunch, and - you guessed it - it was "cheesetime! cheesetime!"
See, he says so much lately, it's hard to remember it all when I go to write an LJ post.

He sings Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Rock-a-bye Baby, and most of the alphabet song!

He counts - right now it goes one-three-five-six-seven-eight-nine. But sometimes he gets a one-two-three in there.

And there was something else cool, but see - I've forgotten it already.

O-tay!

Apr. 16th, 2006 10:42 pm
I swear, it's like living in the Little Rascals. O-tay, mama!

In other language news, he's developing manners. We're working on please, mostly because his demands are so, well, demanding, and we're trying to soften those a little. But the thank yous are coming pretty naturally, and in the right places, to make me think he's actually getting the concept. Like tonight, when I brought him a cup of water in bed and he said "thank you mama." Awww. Or yesterday, when he pulled off from his bedtime nursing, looked up at me and "thank you," then latched back on and then immediately conked out (saving a tired daddy from bedtime book reading). Yesterday I also got a "sorry, mama" (and a proper Canadian sorry, I will note, not an American "sarry"). We were pushing strollers side by side, mine empty (ready for his legs to get tired), and his with his baby. He accidently bumped into my leg and said "sorry mama." How sweet is that?

As I noted above, Daddy is usually responsible for bedtime book reading. But Liam has occasionally started to insist that mommy read books instead. "Are you ready to read books with daddy?" "No. Books wit mommy!" No amount of convincing will do. "No daddy. No. Sit-down! Books mommy." Okay, okay, we get the picture.

This is just such a totally fun age.
Lots of fun words from Liam lately.

"Liam, do you want to go outside?" "O-tay." That one cracks me up every time.

So does: "I don rike that" (I don't like that.) This can be about food or clothes or just about anything. I think it's so cool that he can express his likes and dislikes, and it's so cute when he says it. Although it's sometimes hard when - rike it or not - he's got to do whatever it is.

"Sit down" is another biggie. He most often hears us say "down" when we're talking to the cats. And in that case, it's more a commanding "Down Dara" or "Down Random" because they're up on the counter snatching food. So Liam thinks that when you say down, you have to say it that way. So it's "Sit Down Mama!" or "Sit Down Daddy!" We're working on "sit down please" and get that about 50% of the time now. When I was sleeping in this morning, Eric reports that Liam picked up a toy fun and said "I callin Mama. Hi Mama. Sit down!"

There's lots more. I need to get better about writing things down or something, because I'm always thinking "I've got to post that to LJ" but by the time I get a chance, I've forgotten whatever it was that was so cute.
Liam was just leafing through a cooking magazine singing "pasta, pasta, pasta..."
Liam woke up around 12:30 or 1 and took a couple of hours to get back to sleep. "I wanna nurse. I wanna nurse. I wanna nurse." Ah, language development - them being able to make their wants and desires clear doesn't make it any easier when you still are going to say no. This happened a couple of nights ago, but when I explained that it was the middle of the night and we don't nurse in the middle of the night, he rolled over and went back to sleep. Not so last night. Of course, it didn't help that he had a leaky diaper, so changing that woke him up more. And he's got a tooth coming through but has decided that he doesn't like taking medicine, so it was a huge struggle to get him to take the Tylenol that I knew would help him fall back to sleep. (Note to self: must get more Children's Ibuprofen and Tylenol - we are completely out of both.)

I eventually had to call Eric in to help, but by then Liam was so upset that I couldn't leave anyway, just was able to use "bad cop" daddy as a reinforcement on the no-nursing thing. Eventually Liam fell asleep, and Eric fell asleep, and then Eric started snoring, so I couldn't fall asleep. Eventually he got sick of me poking him to get him to stop snoring and went back to the other room, and it still took me forever to fall asleep, so I kind of feel like I've been hit with a truck today.

Still, language development is mostly fun. Liam uses "mine" instead of "my" - ie. "mine sandwich", "mine animals" etc. It's cute. And then there was this morning.

L: I wanna book.

T: You want a book to read during breakfast?

L: No. I wanna book.

T: (trying again) You want a book?

L: (indignantly) No!!!

T: I'm sorry, Liam, I don't understand. (opens cupboard, pulls out cereal box)

L: I wanna cereal book!

T: Oh, you want your cereal box. (pulls out Clifford cereal box for him to look at during breakfast)

Cereal book. Uh-huh.

When we're in the car, he requests the Wiggles songs he wants to hear. Sometimes it takes me al ittle bit to figure out that he's not just randomly talking about doggies, but requesting the Wags the Dog song - what can I say, I'm a little slow in the morning.
Liam has been starting to do some counting on and off. He used to quite like the number 9, and when I'd count to 10 for some reason, he'd always fill in the 9 for me. Then he started counting "one, two, free!" regardless of how many items their might be. Then it was just "one, free!" This morning was fun, though. He woke up at 5 and wouldn't go back to sleep, but I told him he couldn't get out of bed until 6. So he was rolling around yammering away at himself while I got some more horizontal time. At one point he started counting.

"One... One... One... One Mama. One Mama!" Too cute. And he was so proud of himself.

While he's not using color words yet (except blue, but everything is blue) he did indulge me a color matching game the other day, so I know he's not color blind, anyway. He wasn't interesting in learning the names of the colors, but he was able to take a given block and place it correctly on the blue, orange or yellow pile.

Sick Baby

Mar. 21st, 2006 07:17 am
Poor Liam. When I brought him home from daycare yesterday he was doing this sad little whimper thing the whole way home. At first I thought it was just the sun in his eyes, but when I picked him up out of the car and he collapsed on my shoulder, I knew it was something else.

I'm thinking that "something else" is a UTI. He's got a fever, but no upper respiratory symptoms that would indicate an ear or sinus infection. He's been talking about the potty a lot lately, but then his diaper is dry when I change it. Which would be how he'd express the constant sensation of needing to urinate that comes with a UTI, I think. Then this morning, just as we were getting out of bed, he gave a sudden pained cry that lasted a few seconds and rolled around uncomfortably on the bed. I'm thinking that was when he peed in his diaper. Ouch! And he's grabbing at his groin this morning. I'm not noticing any reddish tinge to his urine, so hopefully it's not too advanced, if it is a UTI.

My first guess was an ear infection - he gets them on a semi-regular basis, although usually at the tail end of a cold. Also, he's been talking about "cars loud hurt ears"[1] a lot more than I'd expect that one-time incident to prompt, and that seemed a reasonable way to express that his ears were hurting. But I don't think that's it.


[1] Car's Loud Hurt Ears - driving into daycare the other day, we were stopped behind or beside a muffler-less car that was extremely loud. Liam started to cry, the noise was bothering him so much. I asked him "does that loud car hurt your ears" and ever since then he tells the "car's loud hurt ears" story at least once on every car ride.
I swear I just heard Liam say "I'm a happy baby."
We're actually getting to the point where we can attempt to engage our child in rational discourse. Attempt being the key word here, but still.

Liam, holding up a grape and making as if to throw it: Ball

Us: No Liam, that's a grape, not a ball. You put it in your mouth and eat it.

Liam: Ball!

Us: It's not a ball. It's food. It's like a cakey. What do you do with a cakey?

Liam: looks at us but doesn't say anything.

Us: You eat a cakey. You put it in your mouth and you eat it. Is a cakey a ball?

Liam: Noooo.

Us: Well, neither is a grape, cakeys and grapes are both food. You eat them.

Liam: Ball!


(Our attempts didn't actually get us anywhere, but still - the fact that we could even attempt the conversation is mighty cool.)

Big talker

Mar. 8th, 2006 06:53 am
Liam is talking a lot more now. Short sentences, but important concepts like "I wanna play" and "I wanna cakey" and "Daddy sit down!" and "I make pizza."

We got a hand-me-down toy workbench from a neighbor last night, and Liam was playing with it chattering away about hammers. Then he took the hammer over to his kitchen and started talking about making pizza with hammers or something like that...

It's a really fun time to be around him.

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