Thursday, July 23, 2009
Singing Sensation
The other weekend at my Grandma's I counted and sang the Itsy Bitsy Spider to show everyone how cute Grant acts. When I was done singing, Grant started singing! I've never heard him sing before. He sang a little bit, then stopped and clapped with a big grin on his face. Then he repeated- sing, clap, grin- a few more times. It was super cute. He thought he was pretty cool. On Friday I took him to a baby shower for a coworker. She opened a toy that played Twinkle Twinkle. Grant was sitting at the back of the room and when the music stopped I thought he was singing the song, but I also thought maybe he was just blabbing. When I sat down next to a friend she asked if Grant was singing Twinkle Twinkle because it sounded that way to her. So he must have been if we both thought it. I'd like to try to record it, but I haven't heard him sing since then.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
I Really Love My Kitty
Today Grant and I had to take Miles to the vet. Poor Miles is sick. But that does not mean Miles is going to be a calm patient. He is kind of known for growling, hissing, swatting, and attempted biting at visits. It's highlighted all over his chart. Today was no exception. When Miles started in on his show, Grant was very unsure. Kitty does not normally make those horrible noises. I had to hold Grant and he CLUNG to me, crying/whining a little bit. And when Miles did an especially vicious act of growling/hissing/swatting that resulted in his twisting and hurtling out of the arms of the vet and onto the floor, Grant burst out in hysterical crying. Tears streaming down his face. I think he thought they were hurting Miles. The only things that saved the visit for Grant were the dogs. The back door of the exam room is just a half door that looks out into the back part of the office, and the vet had brought in her 3 dogs that day so they were in the hall. Grant loved them. And he wanted to see all three of them at the same time. If one went where he couldn't see it, even though the other two were right there, he had to strain to see where the third one was. He really liked the big black dog. The techs told him it was a big Miles. That doggy was big enough to stand up and lick Grant's fingers. Grant leaned over the door and "kissed" that dog on the head. The staff was so nice; one of the ladies said she would take Grant and the dogs in the next room so he could get down and pet them. Grant loved to watch their tails wag and he petted them a little bit. I think he said doggie about 100 times. Even when we got home he was calling Miles doggie. I sure hope Miles will let us give him the medicine so we don't have to go back...
Monday, July 13, 2009
Trip to Napoleon
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Stories
- Over the weekend we left our hose out in the driveway. The next day Grant saw it and using all his might pulled it to the front of the house. We couldn't figure out what he was trying to do until he took the nozzle and touched it to each plant. He was "watering!"
- Grant has stopped licking my elbow when I change him, but he thinks it's really funny when I put my elbow close to his face and say elbow in a sing song voice. He then says elbow over and over.
- Grant has a little toy mower, but he's not quite big/strong enough to push it very well, which makes him really mad. This weekend we sat in the yard and watched him try. He got so mad he stopped and SCREAMED and then looked at us. When we didn't react he started hitting his mower and the stopped to look at us. Ah, a preview of the 2's....
- Pretty much every morning we listen to the Wiggleworms cd while getting ready. Grant is too cute. One morning I watched from the hall as he did almost all the actions for "If You're Happy and You Know It." When "Itsy Bitsy Spider" comes on he gets all excited and waves his fingers around trying to make the spider climb. The funniest one is the "Old Joe" (might not be right title) song. I can only remember doing this song with him once or twice, but he does the motions. The horse walks, gallops, and moseys- and Grant dances at the right pace. And when the "whoa" parts come on Grant leans all the way forward.
- When we get ready to give Grant a bath he likes to help. He tries to touch the water, tries to climb in, etc. But he always runs into his room to get a clean diaper. The funny thing is we have never brought a clean diaper into the bathroom as part of the routine. We always take him to his room and change him there. But for some reason he has it in his head that when it's bath time, he needs to bring us a diaper. Or doodoo as he calls it.
My New Slide
Sunday, July 5, 2009
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