Sunday, February 25, 2007

tissue issue

Dylan,

Mom found you up to no good:



dad

Thursday, February 22, 2007

naptime

Dylan,

You haven't been napping very well lately.

Today you were standing up crying in your crib, so tired that you'd fall asleep on your feet and wake up when your head hit the crib rail.

I wish we had that on video.

Dad

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

before work

d,

You called me "daddy" this morning (instead of the usual "dada").

When I left for work you said "bye" and blew me a kiss.

dad

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

more signs

d,

You've picked up more signs:

book
bear
airplane
please

dad

teeth

d,

Sometimes when you're in the bath you'll turn toward the mirror and make faces or stick out your tongue, purely to satisfy your own curiosity. Sometimes you'll stick out your lower jaw or curl your lips back to get a look at your teeth.

I've even let you reach up and grab my teeth so you can see they're made of the same stuff,

Now that you've got your mouth full of the pearly-whites it's important that you take care of them.

I've recently been reading The Tooth Book to you:



Dad

Monday, February 19, 2007

pink eye

Yeah, D.

Your room at school was contaminated by somebody with conjunctivitis. You came down with symptoms late Saturday afternoon. Mom was smart and got you to Urgent Care pronto, and we were eventually able to find a pharmacy that's open late enough to fill the script.

Four or five times a day we have to squeeze a centimeter of semi-transparent goo into each eye. You don't like taking your medicine.

And you're getting much better at squeezing your eyes shut.

Today we resorted to having someone pin you down and hold your head still while the other pried open your lids and applied the ointment. It's rough to make you scream like that.

You're getting better quickly. Too bad it managed to spread to the other eye.

Dad

Update: The folks at school say it's much easier to administer erythromycin in drop form rather than the ointment.

Friday, February 16, 2007

yeah

Dylan,

I expected (and I guess I still do) that you would learn the word "no" and use it as a refrain of toddler self-determination.

For now you've taken a more positive approach.

You answer every question put to you with "yeah". Or "yuh". Or "ya". And while I may not have the spelling down just right, it isn't spoken as something that sounds like a word, it comes instead as a sudden, very and-I-mean-it real slice of honest-to-goodness vocabulary.

You'll interrupt your whining or babbling to say it, crisp and clear. And you'll usually nod your head and maybe repeat it once or twice for emphasis.

And you really seem to understand what it means, though you surely aren't always understanding the question asked.

Word.

Dad

Friday, February 09, 2007

signs

Dylan,

Your signing vocabulary includes:

more
food
milk
all done
light
bath
mommy
daddy
dog
cat
bird
horse
pig
fish
frog
car
truck
train
dirty
ceiling fan
diaper
sleep
hat


It's nice to talk with you.

Dad

mouth open wide

if all of the raindrops
were lemon drops and gumdrops
oh what a rain that would be

i'd stand outside
with my mouth open wide
singing ah ah ah-ah ah a-ah ah aah

if all of the sunbeams
were lemonade and ice cream
oh what a sun that would be

i'd stand outside
with my mouth open wide
singing ah ah ah-ah ah a-ah ah aah

if all of the snow flakes
were chocolate bars and milkshakes
oh what a snow that would be

i'd stand outside
with my mouth open wide
singing ah ah ah-ah ah a-ah ah aah

******

dylan,

We enjoy singing this song to you because you join in for the last line of the chorus, showing us all ten of your teeth.

dad

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

fifteen

Dylan,

You are 15 months old today. Right now, you're at the doctor's office getting an update on your various percentages, along with a couple more injections.

This weekend Mom and I are heading out of town for a couple days -- without you. We've never done that before, but you'll be in good hands while we're away and you're old enough now that we know you'll survive.

Of course we'll spend the whole time wondering how you're doing.

Dad

UPDATE:
24lb 12oz -50th %ile
31 3/4" -75th %ile
Head circ. -50th %ile

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

graduation

Dylan,

You're officially an "accomplished walker". This means you're no longer the Grand Old Man of the infant room at school and you're moving to a new room where you'll be on a schedule, with one nap a day and two outdoor playtimes.

Yesterday was your first "visit" to the new room. You did so well that they left you there all the way through nap and lunch times. I'm sure you had fun with some of your old friends who graduated before you, especially your good buddy Dylan J.

As of next week, you'll be there full-time until they bump you into the "18 mos." room, which is more like a real pre-school.

Dad

Sunday, February 04, 2007

a walk in the park



Be sure to have your volume turned on.

dad