Asher has been saying "ka!" a lot. With enthusiasm and excitement, and usually when he can see Marmite. (The pet, not the spread). He seems to be doing it purposefully.
I'm not sure it counts as a word, but it's certainly the closest he's come yet. He did it for the first time on Tuesday - a loud clear "ka!" when the cat came into the room - and Noah and me both stopped in our tracks, wanting to believe it was intentional but not really sure.
We're his adoring parents, so we gave him the benefit of the doubt.
PS Since the last post we've had about five different illnesses between the three of us. We seem to be mostly better today, although Asher has had a high temperature again. I really hope it's not the start of another bug/cold/infection.
Friday, 29 November 2013
Thursday, 14 November 2013
Late for swimming?
Why haven't I posted anything for ages?
Try looking at this lovely comic...
It's so true!
I've got five minutes before we leave for swimming - and Asher is already asleep in his pushchair (!) - he's only napping because he woke up at 6:30 this morning, but it gives me a moment to post.
So what's changed? In the last couple of weeks Asher has learned to wave (but will only wave at me, Noah or the cat - any attempt to get him to wave at anybody else results in blank stares from the baby and a warm feeling of parental embarrassment).
He's still wriggling, crawling, climbing, walking (with assistance) and doing his best to get to everywhere he wants to go. (Translation: "everywhere we don't want him to go").
After a couple of nights of screaming when he went in the bath (still don't know why) he is now enjoying them with renewed vigour and will attempt to swim up and down the bathtub.
Letting go is becoming the new skill! He can occasionally hand me an object and release it. Until now he had only been able to deliberately release an object by throwing it. (Part of me thinks his unrelenting, firm grip is nothing to do with fine motor skills... why would he want to let go of such an interesting toy/sock/squished piece of avocado).
He's absolutely lovely. He's getting even more chatty (although still usually just goes with "Ah!" or "ooh!" in conversation, despite making a range of other noises, including a cute little tongue click, when chattering to himself).
I'd better go - don't want to be late for swimming.
Try looking at this lovely comic...
It's so true!
I've got five minutes before we leave for swimming - and Asher is already asleep in his pushchair (!) - he's only napping because he woke up at 6:30 this morning, but it gives me a moment to post.
So what's changed? In the last couple of weeks Asher has learned to wave (but will only wave at me, Noah or the cat - any attempt to get him to wave at anybody else results in blank stares from the baby and a warm feeling of parental embarrassment).
He's still wriggling, crawling, climbing, walking (with assistance) and doing his best to get to everywhere he wants to go. (Translation: "everywhere we don't want him to go").
After a couple of nights of screaming when he went in the bath (still don't know why) he is now enjoying them with renewed vigour and will attempt to swim up and down the bathtub.
Letting go is becoming the new skill! He can occasionally hand me an object and release it. Until now he had only been able to deliberately release an object by throwing it. (Part of me thinks his unrelenting, firm grip is nothing to do with fine motor skills... why would he want to let go of such an interesting toy/sock/squished piece of avocado).
He's absolutely lovely. He's getting even more chatty (although still usually just goes with "Ah!" or "ooh!" in conversation, despite making a range of other noises, including a cute little tongue click, when chattering to himself).
I'd better go - don't want to be late for swimming.
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| Don't worry, Asher - we'll walk quickly! |
Sunday, 3 November 2013
Water Play
I took these photos some time last week. We had a sunny afternoon and I wanted to keep Asher occupied whilst I hung the washing out. So I got out the giant ice cube (with a plastic duck frozen inside it) that I'd had in the freezer for a while. And a bowl of water, and a wooden spoon.
Although he did investigate the ice a bit initially, Asher's main interest was in the bowl and the spoon. (It would probably have been more effective if I'd just given him a tray of bowls and spoons! Might do that next time...)
Once he'd tipped the water out he was interested in doing a bit of splashing.
And in doing this:
Of course.
He was pretty happy with the water so we'll definitely repeat that some time soon. (In fact he's been doing a good job of recreating the water play himself, in his high chair, by tipping the contents of his cup onto the tray most mealtimes).
He demonstrates an admirable determination to fit any object, small or large, into his mouth in its entirety.
Of course I didn't manage to get the washing hung out... I was too busy playing with Asher, taking photos, and stopping nearby leaves from being eaten.
But we had fun!
Although he did investigate the ice a bit initially, Asher's main interest was in the bowl and the spoon. (It would probably have been more effective if I'd just given him a tray of bowls and spoons! Might do that next time...)
Once he'd tipped the water out he was interested in doing a bit of splashing.
And in doing this:
Of course.
He was pretty happy with the water so we'll definitely repeat that some time soon. (In fact he's been doing a good job of recreating the water play himself, in his high chair, by tipping the contents of his cup onto the tray most mealtimes).
He demonstrates an admirable determination to fit any object, small or large, into his mouth in its entirety.
Of course I didn't manage to get the washing hung out... I was too busy playing with Asher, taking photos, and stopping nearby leaves from being eaten.
But we had fun!
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