When I was growing up, my Grandma always had a “brag book” in her purse. This was a little book with photos of all her grandkids that she could pull out at anytime and show anyone (waitresses, cashiers, the guy who helped carry her groceries to the car, etc.) how cute her grandkids all were.
So, even though I’m not a grandma and you’re not a checker at Walmart, can I pull out my “brag book” for a second and tell you about this amazing kid I get to call my son? He’s 14 months old now and has some pretty impressive skillz (that’s right, skillz with a “z”).
1. He can sit on the bar stool for breakfast without falling off.
2. He transitioned to a big boy bed (a twin) at 13 months. This was not really my plan and I was unprepared for it. But he woke up every time I moved him from my arms to the pack n’ play, so I tried the bed and he slept so much better. For now, it’s just a mattress on the floor, but we hope to get a bed frame made for him soon.
3. He can hop. Two feet off the ground. Yup, amaze balls.
4. He will eat anything. And I mean anything. This is really nice at meal time, because he will eat anything we give him. But outside, he will shove everything in his mouth too. Rocks, yum. Dirt, yum. Old mangos, delicious. Beetles, a delicacy.
5. He is walking 100% of the time, but still kinda look like a drunk sailor when he tries to run. It’s adorable.
6. Since he’s walking all the time now, he’s starting wearing shoes outside all of the time. He is super proud of his shoes.
7. He loves animals, especially Daisy, our dog, and Smegal, the cat that wanders around base. Thankfully they are very patient animals, because his favorite activity with them is to lay right on top of them and giggle.
8. He has no fear of the water. He will walk right into the ocean, waves and all. Hopefully, someday, this means he will be a good swimmer…a better swimmer than his mama, at least.
9. He can say please and thank you, “peas” and “tanks,” in English and baby sign language. I’m hoping he’ll soon learn it in Indonesian too.
10. He is a boy through and through. Give him a pile of dirt and a old tin can, and he will be happy for quite a long time. Fill the can, empty the can; repeat. Oh and the puddle on the basketball court…it’s like a boy (and puppy) magnet! Good thing he likes the water for bath time afterwards!
Thanks for being patient with me and my “brag book!” I am one lucky mama.