Toddler Talk – May 2011

 My oh my, another month has gone by!

No more Dinosaur Train.  Hello Super Why!  Of course, no sooner do I post this and Remy actually agrees to watch Dinosaur Train for the first time in weeks, but the trend remains.  Abandoning the old and engaging in the new and more challenging.  Onward and upward and all that.

Two-Teen.  I agree with Remy.  This really ought to be a real number.  I mean, what the heck is twelve? 

Big on Accuracy.  Remy is very precise – deliberately so- when describing his environment.  He already corrects his Mom and Dad if we don’t articulate the full picture (as he sees it).  I foresee a lifetime of being corrected.

The Poopy Stance.  Also, the correllary, the poopy walk.  He doesn’t always verbally notify us when he needs to do #2, but even the most mildly observant adult will notice the stiff legged, cockeyed stance accompanied by a look of serious consternation when it’s time to visit the potty.  We confirm for sure it’s poopy time if he either refuses to walk or attempts to walk by only moving the parts of his legs that fall below the knees.

Phonics.  Between Word World and the electronic game I bought him for car trips (yes, I actually bought an electronic game), Remy is doing a fine job memorizing the sounds that each letter makes.  He likes to announce them when he sees the letters.  “The letter B!  B makes a ‘b’ sound!  Two O’s make an ‘oo’ sound!  Duck rhymes with truck!”  You get the picture.

Dirt and Water Hoses.  Our neighbors bought Remy a little garden tool set with a toddler-sized hoe and a shovel.  Remy loves the shovel.  One of our favorite activities is to fill the wagon with water from the hose then shovel a bunch of sand and dirt in, followed by experimenting with different outdoor items to see what floats, what doesn’t and what makes the biggest splash.  This activity can easily eat up about 45-60 minutes, which is eons in toddler time. 

Post-Dinner Crazy Laps.  Some nights, whenever Mom and Dad allow, Remy likes to go out in the front yard and run around.  Sometimes there’s a ball involved.  Sometimes not.  The other night, I think he got runner’s high because he called out in mid-stride “I love you Mommy!” as he rounded the pine tree at full speed.  Warmed my Mommy-athlete heart it did, although I can’t imagine exerting myself like that right after dinner.  Youth counts for a lot, I guess.

Mother’s Day Brick Magic.  Special for the holiday, we attended a Lego festival in Raleigh.  Did you know that there exist professional Lego builders?  As it turns out, there are people just as geeked out about Lego’s as some of us tri-dorks are about triathlon.  Remy liked the displays that moved via hidden motors the best, especially the many trains and the creations in the robotics room.  As a side comment, the amount of time that must have been put into these creations is mind boggling.  The display that made the biggest impact on me was the one of the Twin Towers as a snapshot in time just after they had been hit by the two terrorist driven jets.  I wish I had a picture.

OK.  That should do it for the record keeping.

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