16 December 2015

Alex is 1.75 years old!

Alexander Michael Nill. 21 months. Master of manipulation. He is the happiest clam you'll ever see if he has your full attention. If he does not, he'll do just about anything to get it and it's pretty impossible to ignore him. You'll find that he grabs your hand, drags you to a certain spot and then yanks on your arm to get you to sit down. If you try to reclaim your appendage, he'll cry. There's no way around it: if he wants you to play, you're playing.

I could really cut a corner right now and link to Ashton at 21 months. Pretty much everything in that post could describe Alex right now, down to the shoe size. We have no pediatrician until his 2 year appointment so I can't wow you with height and weight, but his hair remains white, his hands are still sticky and his gross motor skills are death-defying.

A little more about our little Alex.

Speech: He has some sounds that resemble words. He'll say "Mama" and "no". Those are always niiiiice and clear. Also "whoaaaaa" when something is really cool, which is often (he hasn't seen most of what the world has to offer at his age). He does say things that we know are intended to be "up", "dog", "Ashton" and "open", but otherwise, honestly he just makes a lot of noise. His EI is going well though and he just started a 2 hour group class on Wednesday mornings that Jason takes him to, so that's about all we can do right now besides help him pair words with actions and objects. I know it will come eventually but I can't wait for him to do something besides whine. It's obvious he is easily frustrated because he can't communicate, and I know he is smarter than he appears.

Food: Your typical toddler. Some days A, some days B, always C, then never C, then only C if it's warm and cut in pieces that are all in a line. It's quite exhausting because I never know what day it will be. Hot dogs are a guarantee though, he will eat one of those in 20 seconds flat and look around for another one (don't worry it never comes).

Favorite book:

The penguin is a rubber finger puppet that you operate from behind the book and Alex thinks it is so funny to try and bite him. Which of course, hurts my finger, so then I yell and we pick something else. Hey, I said this was his favorite book, I didn't say we actually read it. 

Usually found: Desperately punching the buttons on the remote (the old one, with no batteries ;) ) 

Nicknames: honey bun (when he's being really cute and lovable), and stinker (when he's being really cute and lovable but also naughty)

Ashton calls him: "OW-wex"

Preferred animal: dogs. I have to get it on video, but he walks around and pants when he sees a picture or hears one barking.

Sleeps: Most excellently. Wakes up around 7:15-7:45 am, naptime from roughly 1:30/2 to 3:30/4, bedtime at 8 pm without a peep. 

Santa is bringing: a train table. Not the usual kind though - he is just starting his interest in trains and can't put tracks together (and when I do it, he takes them apart), so Santa's elves will be leaving this under the tree. But toy-wise he is not that particular. He often has his arms full of random things and loves Ashton's legos. He'll put the mini helmets on the mini men and take them off and put them back on as long as Ashton permits, which is only of course when Ashton doesn't know he's doing it.

Afraid of: heights

Don't even think about: putting him a shopping cart. You might as well be dropping him into a pool of molten lava. He thrashes and screams his head off, making errands nearly impossible. I mentioned this to Jason, and he said, "Have you tried holding his hand?" (See previous fear. The next time I took him out, he looped his little fingers through mine and was totally calm!)

If you want him to cry really loud for a really long time: give him a haircut

Currently makes some extra cash as: our tiny dancer



This was a particularly slow intro but on some of the Christmas carols he really gets his sway on.

Best friend: Ashton.
Worst enemy: Ashton.
His life in one picture:


[Insert one final cute portrait of Alex at 21 months, but realize you have none because they are all blurry. That little stinker is always running around getting into something! Oh well - we love you honey bun!]

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