Thursday, May 29, 2014

Eighty Four Weeks

Max has a few new words! He says Percy (Thomas' best friend), snow, apple, cold, and Santa. We put our Christmas card on the fridge, and he loves to point to each of us on it and name us all. He loves pointing at Santa and yelling it out. He also knows the difference between car and truck now, and says truck (well, almost). One of the cutest new words he has is butterfly. He'll say "bubbafie" and open and close his hands to mimic wings. It's adorable! It's been really cold lately. He has started saying "cold" to let us know it's cold outside. He says it over and over while walking to the car, it's so cute! 

His current favorite letter is W. He points to it on his puzzle board, and says it with a big smile. He has started to grab the puzzle piece, and run into the kitchen to grab the W magnet off of the fridge. He'll walk around the house with a W in each hand and look down at them every so often. He doesn't love holding the W pieces as much as the trains, but they're definitely a close second.

I love hearing him talk in his sleep. It's the most precious thing. The other night he was saying "mama" in his sleep as he was patting my arm. It was so sweet! I couldn't help but give him a big kiss on his cheek. If this kid only knew just how much I love him.

Daddy has taught Max to catch snowflakes on his tongue. He thinks it's a huge game! He closes his little eyes, lifts his head to the sky, and sticks his little tongue out. When he catches a flake on his tongue, he looks down at us with this huge smile and makes his proud face with his big open eyes. It's amazing to him! He does it again and again, until he wants to just get down and eat a handful of snow from the ground.

This little monster has started a new trick. We are always chasing each other around. When he peeks out from behind things, I always point and say "I see you!" Now he's started to stop, turn around, and point at me. He wears this huge smile as he points at me, mimicking my "I see you!"

Max loves to help me do stuff, he's always wanting to be involved. The hardest thing this week has been loading the dishwasher with dirty dishes. He doesn't understand that they're dirty, so he's trying to put them in the cabinets for me. Poor little guy, he gets so mad when I stop him and put them back in the dishwasher. It will take some practice and explanation, but he'll get the hang of it. He's just trying to help, and I just love having my little helper nearby!


The poor little guy burned his hand on the pellet stove this week. It was so awful. He has been so good about staying away from it, but he lost his balance and ran into it by accident. It was terrible for the little guy. As he screamed and cried in my arms, I started singing the song I made up for him when he was a little baby. The song calmed him right down, and he was okay again. It had an amazing power in that moment, and I was so grateful. Poor thing. The song has the word "baby" baby in it. Ever since that day, he'll point to himself and say "baby" every once in a while. It's so sweet. He also points to himself and says "mah" for Max, but baby is his new favorite name for himself. Hopefully he'll never have an issue with the pellet stove again, poor boy.

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