Showing posts with label tricks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tricks. Show all posts

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Things you do

Dear Henry,

You have gotten so funny lately, I thought you might like to hear about all the fun and silly things you do and say.

So, you used to be able to identify several of your body parts (ears, nose, tongue, feet), but now you always point to the wrong one when we ask you. I was worried that maybe you had forgotten them somehow until we were reading a book that had the word "ear" in it - when I read it, you grabbed your ear. So I figured out that you're playing a trick on us! I'm not sure why, but it is pretty funny - it really drives Daddy crazy, though.

You mimick everything we say these days. A few weeks ago, you pulled a book off the shelf and threw it on the floor. I told you to put it back. You turned to Daddy and said, "Put that back!"

You also love to sing. Your favorite song lately is a song we made up about our dog, Lily Belle. It goes "Wiener, wiener, wiener Belle. She's a sassy Wiener Bell." You sing "wiener, wiener, wiener" all the time, and I always have to explain that you're singing about our dachshund.

Last week, Granny and Grampa came to visit, and you had a great time with them. You talked so much more around them than when it's just us. You enjoyed having an extra audience too. You can't say Grampa, though, so you called him Old Dad (Oda) instead. In fact, when I told you to go wake Grampa up one morning, you said, "Who's that?" I said, "That old guy that's staying here." You said, "Oda?"

One night, I was getting ready to put you to bed, and I told you to say goodnight to Daddy. You said, "Bye bye." (Close enough). Daddy said, "Night night, Henry." You replied, "Bye, Dude."

You are so funny and getting funnier all the time!

Here are some recent pictures of you.










Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Another reason you're awesome

Dear Henry,

I hurt my back over the weekend, which meant that by Monday afternoon, I was pretty useless. So I laid on the couch, and we watched Iron Man 2, and I taught you to say robot ("bot!"). It was so cute that I bought you a robot costume for Halloween.

I also taught you to say wiener. We sing a song about Lily the wiener dog. I'm so proud.

You are awesome. And hilarious.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Dear Henry

Dear Henry,

I can't believe it took me so long to think of this, but here it is - a blog that I can write for you. Maybe someday you'll even read it! And if you do, you'll probably know that I started writing you letters a while ago (they're in your baby book). You'll probably also know that I'm not very good at remembering when you did things unless I write them down right away. I'm also not very good at writing them down right away. So maybe keeping a blog that I can update frequently will help. Who knows? It's worth a shot, right?

Anyway, you're 15 months old, and you are amazing. You have so much personality now. And you talk all. the. time. You don't even seem to care if I understand you, which is good because usually I don't. Here are some of the things that I do understand:

dog, bark, woof. also Lily (the dog's name)
eat, cheese, yogurt
ball, throw it
shoes, go outside
why? what?
book, read
bathtub

Today, I'm pretty sure you said "I love you" when you hugged me. Yesterday, you had this conversation with your dad about the dog barking:

H: Dog bark.
Dad: What does the dog say?
H: It say "woof."

You're obviously a genius. You can also identify your tongue, ears, and nose. And sometimes your toes and feet, but sometimes you just point to your leg when I ask.

You are obsessed with books. We read together every day, and you also like to look at books on your own sometimes. You also like to take all the books out of the bookcases and bring them to me when you want attention. There are so many books on the floor that our house looks like it was hit by a tornado.

Today you went to the doctor for your 15-month check-up. You weighed almost 27 pounds and were 32 inches tall. You screamed when the nurse tried to measure your head (what's up with that?), and then you couldn't stop crying. Which was ok, since you ended up getting two shots and having blood drawn so you can be tested for food allergies (I hope you don't have any, but you got hives after eating peanut butter). Afterwards, you took a 2.5 hour nap and then went to bed early. I hope you're ok.

I love you, love bug.