Jman at 17 months. Wow. What a person. so determined. So capable of remembering and making plans.
As an example, there’s a cafe near us we don’t go to very often. And about four weeks ago, we went there, and for the first time, as he’s older, I let him go to a play table in the corner and play with the trucks and cars and wooden fruit there. He loved it, so much so I was worried the frozen food in our shopping would defrost.
Two weeks later, we went in. I was planning on a take away coffee, but as I’m ordering, he shouts “truck! Truck!”, pointing to the barely visible table in the corner with the toys. He couldn’t see it from where we were. Amazeballs.
Here’s another example of scary good memory. Finds a gift bag from Xmas. Says “gandma! Choc? Gandma! Choc! Choc?”. I had to stop and think. In the gift bag, when he got it, was a chocolate Lindt bear from grandma.
If he gets bored now, he stands at the front door making requests. Shop? Park? Walk? (Walk Woo woo woo puddypuddypuddypuddypa boat? Woo woo? Car?) Meaning : can we go on a walk to see the cars, cats, and dogs please mum?. “Walk, key?” means can we go to the yard and try and unlock the garage with the keys?
Vocabulary at 17 months (that he can say. Heaps more words comprehended. Not a brag list, a memory aid for us).
Apple ( very new and very clear)
Ute ( a new one right on Xmas when presented with a matchbox ute)
Choc ( chocolate. I blame gandma. Often requested at breakfast time. There is no hope.)
Giraffe (jar aaa)
Woo woo woo (dog)
Puddypuddypuddypuddypa ( cat)
Walk ( new in the last few days)
Stuck (stuck! Stuck!)
Flower (fow ah)
More (about everything now, not just food)
( he counts, but not in order. Eight is not popular )
Sss ( pointing to letter s on the nursery wall)
Gnocchi (it used to be gna, but now it’s gnock)
Pad ( for ipad)
Gone (aw gone)
Eight ( new!)
The thing that blows my mind is his in context use of language. It is not mere imitation. People he can label in photographs. He shouts things in the car “cane cane!” When we drive past a big crane we haven’t even noticed. There are many other words he has said, this is just his working vocabulary, things he says all the time.
There are quiet sentences that I am sure are happening all the time (press it, I do it, some more…open it, turn on etc, but they run together and are muddled and hard to decode).
New developments in play / doing:
* walking in a circle
* walking backwards ( even up a stair, he loves it)
*grabbing my hand and dragging me when he wants to go for a walk / show me something / get me to do something
*grabbing the keys and trying to get the key in the lock (when I don’t cooperate he tries to open locks with a feather or a leaf!)
*Being able to turn lights on and off
* trying to screw on lids
* very occasionally kicking a ball
*handing out cups of tea and fake toast from his Xmas pretend play gear
* doing squats. I blame my 12 days of Xmas fitness challenge. I have video of him killing himself laughing as I do burpee box jumps. There is no video of me doing burpee box jumps. Never will be.
*hugging, mostly from behind!
* kissing! Love it. Very wet. And blowing kisses.
I can hardly keep up with the vocabulary changes, or indeed the changes in motor skills. Climbing up the back of the lounge to stand on the top of the backrest? No problem. Getting a key in a lock? Sure can. Finally turning pages in books (he was slow on this one) and loving it. Asking for a particular app on the ipad (lalalalallala means he wants the Sandra Boynton ebooks). Downsides: pulling wrought iron dining chairs down on his face. Ouch. Running on the bed. Climbing in and out of the bath unaided. Danger! danger! warning!
We have more tantrums now, mostly of the “why can’t we keep walking outside why do we have to come in” variety. A couple a day. They generally involve dramatic hand on forehead gestures and laying down on the floor crying. There’s also the new getting dressed tantrum. Not sure what’s going on there. It’s usually easy to see them coming it my distractions don’t always work. Often don’t work.
The just getting through has mostly passed, and I have a lot of moments in the day where I look at him and he looks at me and I think “you. Are. Just. Amazing”. It is like a crazy grown up version of that mutual gaze I had with him as a newborn.
He is deliberately silly more. And ridiculous in his attempts to join in singing songs and doing gestures. I can’t believe how much he knows. It’s like the big payback for all those months of feeling like an idiot singing to an unresponsive blob child have just paid dividends. He has retained everything. He starts singing songs so well now, I know which one to join in. Random “walking down the street lets sing a song” songs that come out of nowhere. “Hey mum. Check this? Up above the….”. gotcha kid. Yep, let’s twinkle twinkle.It’s so cool. Which means it’s definitely time to move onto rock n roll.
Here’s an amusing video.
jman counts ish and twinkle twinkles