Sunday, February 15, 2009

More bubbles

He definitely loves his bubbles.





Oatmeal

Stian gets oatmeal every night before bedtime. It seems to help him sleep better. Although the rest of his meals he has in his high chair for his evening oatmeal we sit on the floor in the kitchen. He crawls around, usually on the person feeding him, and likes to practice standing. We didn't get a picture of that, but he'll let go while eating and stand for a second or two.



Bubbles!!!

We might have made a mistake. We bought bubbles yesterday and now all we hear is "Bubble!" "Bubble!" "Bubble!" Someone is a little obsessed with bubbles.











Thursday, February 12, 2009

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Twenty-Five Words

Stian is having a little language explosion. He now knows at least twenty-five words. He can say other words, but these are the ones he says that he actually uses in context. It's possible I'm forgetting one or two, but these are the words he knows:

Mommy
Daddy
Uh-ho
Hi
Bye
Up
Down
Tickle
Luulah (the name of his lovey)
Doug (the name of one of his stuffed animals)
Bubble
Nose
Ear
Mouth
Eye
Baby
Car
Ball
Bilibo
Cracker
Water
Ice
Bug
Baa (as in: “what does a sheep say?”)
E-I-E-I-O (not sure if that one really counts, but he does say it when you are singing the song, but what does it mean?)

Edited to add - I forgot a few:
belly
beaver (you may recall Brent the Beaver from a previous post)
tick tock (not sure I should count this one as he has no idea what it means, but he does say it when you sing the song with it in it, and if i'm counting EIEIO...)

Such a big help

This is how Stian helped me make dinner tonight:

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Fun in the snow?

We've had a fair amount of snow this winter, but we haven't been able to get Stian out in it until today. It's either been too cold or there hasn't been any snow on the weekends when we can all go play. Stian was decidedly unimpressed with the snow. Mostly I think he hated all the gear he had to wear to go out into it. And who can blame him? He could hardly move. But he kind of liked being pulled around in the sled, so long as we kept moving. Thanks to Uncle Wayne and Cousin Nathaniel for the sled!









But if he wasn't getting pulled in the sled, he wasn't too happy.