Saturday, December 17, 2011

The mouths of babes

Just cleaned off a pile of tacked up notes on the refrigerator: in lieu of a baby book, Ronan may have some stapled together shopping list papers filled with early words, phrases, and events. Perhaps the scientist in me can't pass up the opportunity to collect data, or maybe just the proud mom. I'm not sure what to do with a slip of paper telling me that Ro said or signed five new words last January (bottle, snow, mug, do, cracker), and by the time he is fluent enough in language to read those sheets, words will not be big news to him. The later sheets, however, are keepers.

This month's "shopping list":

11/25: Ronie do work with voles, and spin them around and sit on them!
[I promise, this is not condoned behavior towards small rodents]

12/2 [looking at the moon]: There a bit of sun in it.

12/3 [looking at a picture of a chicken]: It's full of eggs!

12/6 [upon waking at 2am]: Ronie want to go to lab with Mama and Emily

12/6 [singing]: Flies in the butterknife, shoo fly shoo!

12/8: Ronie see two stars and one is blinking! [one was an airplane]

12/8: That a wild egg. [the kind birds hatch out of!]

12/11
Dad: Time for dinner!
Ronan: No! Ronie watching voles.

12/12
Ronan: What's that?
Me: It's a badger (stuffed animal)
Ronan: It's a special kind of doggie!

12/13
Me: What did you do at school today?
Ronan: Ronie pooped!

12/17 [after a kiss]: That feels Ronie better

Ronan has been coming to work with me after daycare some evenings. He's fascinated by the lab, partly as that place I go when he goes to school. Partly because there is a big toolbox there, assorted toys, and Emily. He's developed quite a crush on her and she's showed him how to use some of the lab tools. On Friday they identified all the magnetic surfaces he could stick things to, and she taught him how to pipet (picking up water from one cup and squirting it into another).

Ro is enjoying conjugation these days, and I do mean enjoying. This morning he found every excuse to use tickled, ticklish, and tickling, which he says like "tickle-ish". I was (and got) tickled!


First game of catch (throw) ........................... Morning "coffee"

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