Luke has decided lately that he is a person, and he ought to be doing whatever all the other people around him are doing. He watches very carefully, and imitates as best he can.
This morning we were playing quietly in his room. He decided to walk over to his dresser, open the bottom drawer, take out a bunch of clothes, and stuff them into the boxes of clothes next to his window. This is because the day before I had moved all his 6-12 month clothes out of his dresser in order to put them in the attic. If Mama does it, he needs to do it too.
For a while we have stored a thermarest pad in his room. The girls back all the way against a wall, run and jump onto the thermarest. I believe they are imitating what they once saw some penguins doing---so far, no injuries. Luke backs all the way against a wall very carefully, runs and stomps his feet on the mattress. Just like his sisters.
At a potluck after church last week, Luke carefully watched me and other people get food from the long table. He squirmed to get down, dodged the grownups who were getting plates to grab a plate (he had obviously missed the bit about waiting in line), then went over to the food and held his plate up so that someone could serve him, if they had been able to see him.
He imitates us reading books. He'll see me or Amanda or Eleanor reading on the couch, grab the nearest book (whatever that book happens to be), crawl up onto the couch, open the book and start "reading" out loud. Then he looks over at us to make sure he's doing it right. When we smile he knows he is doing well, and keeps "reading".
The frustration comes when he puts all sorts of things into my pots, to cook them. Or when he put his froggy into my (empty) bread machine this morning. Or when he tries to use the toilet plunger ("Why won't you let me do this! I've seen you do it, I understand perfectly what is going on, I could be a big help for you!)
It is so much fun watching this boy learn things. The best part is that I don't even have to teach him, he picks up so much on his own. I do wish I could unteach him a few things, though.
In other news, tooth number 9 is fully in, tooth number 10 is peeking out, tooth number 11 is causing a blood blister, and his right lower canine is bulging in what seems to me to be a painful way.
This morning we were playing quietly in his room. He decided to walk over to his dresser, open the bottom drawer, take out a bunch of clothes, and stuff them into the boxes of clothes next to his window. This is because the day before I had moved all his 6-12 month clothes out of his dresser in order to put them in the attic. If Mama does it, he needs to do it too.
For a while we have stored a thermarest pad in his room. The girls back all the way against a wall, run and jump onto the thermarest. I believe they are imitating what they once saw some penguins doing---so far, no injuries. Luke backs all the way against a wall very carefully, runs and stomps his feet on the mattress. Just like his sisters.
At a potluck after church last week, Luke carefully watched me and other people get food from the long table. He squirmed to get down, dodged the grownups who were getting plates to grab a plate (he had obviously missed the bit about waiting in line), then went over to the food and held his plate up so that someone could serve him, if they had been able to see him.
He imitates us reading books. He'll see me or Amanda or Eleanor reading on the couch, grab the nearest book (whatever that book happens to be), crawl up onto the couch, open the book and start "reading" out loud. Then he looks over at us to make sure he's doing it right. When we smile he knows he is doing well, and keeps "reading".
The frustration comes when he puts all sorts of things into my pots, to cook them. Or when he put his froggy into my (empty) bread machine this morning. Or when he tries to use the toilet plunger ("Why won't you let me do this! I've seen you do it, I understand perfectly what is going on, I could be a big help for you!)
It is so much fun watching this boy learn things. The best part is that I don't even have to teach him, he picks up so much on his own. I do wish I could unteach him a few things, though.
In other news, tooth number 9 is fully in, tooth number 10 is peeking out, tooth number 11 is causing a blood blister, and his right lower canine is bulging in what seems to me to be a painful way.
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