You are learning so much these days. You have recently learned to point at things you want; you’ll point your finger at your bottle and grunt for it. (You’ve also learned you can whine or cry when you don’t get what you’ve gestured toward.) You are quite fond of your new ability to put lids or tops on things, not to where they are screwed on and secure, but you can rest them on the jar in the right place awaiting that last step. You’ve recently learned to put smaller objects into a container and take them out again. You’ve learned to stir things with a spoon, to push a car on the floor and to climb up playground steps unassisted. You are still trying to understand why playground steps are okay, but stairs in your dining room home are not. It’s pretty complicated to explain the benefits of the surface cushion of a rubberized playground over hardwood, so I guess you still have some things to learn.
You love to pull the hand towel down from the bar on the dish washer where we hang it to dry. As a joke the other day, I took it and said, “Okay, Oliver, you can help Momma clean and clean,” and I played like I was wiping down the cabinets with the hand towel. Anytime the towel is hanging now, you pull it down, wad it up a bit and begin to dust around the kitchen—floor, walls, the cabinets, your highchair. Apparently, you even do windows! I sure hope we can continue to encourage your early interest in household chores.
Archive for August 24th, 2008
