Time seems to be slipping by quickly these days. Aiden is 2 1/2 now and everyday he is becoming more and more an independent little boy.
As of recent his favorite playtime activity is using his imagination. Whether it be scaling the couch and slinging a web or fighting with a sword like a swashbuckling pirate. Every minute is a new adventure in this house. We our big Disney fans so he even takes a twirl around the living room castle as a “beautiful princess” (his words). I love his growing imagination and the different scenarios he comes up with each day.
His language lately is taking off too. He is using 3-4 word sentences now to interact. He is expressing his needs and wants. The daily tantrums are slowly diminishing as he realizes he can communicate with us and he realizes their are choices too. With this new found language their are certainly catch phrases I never want to forget.
- “Big Hugs” (arms stretched wide waiting to be embraced)
- “What’s that mama?” (so begins the 1,000 question phase)
- “mmm… The taste” (which translates to this tastes good)
- “What’s that? The noise”
- “shhh… Momma the ghost” (which made me jump out of my skin the first time)
The not so fun part of him growing up? The new confidence he has found. I long for the days my little guy would hang on tight as we scaled the steps at the playground. Those days are long behind us as JD and I frantically search the house for what could inevitably become a jungle gym and needs to be bolted down. The couch, chair, picnic table these have all been scaled with relative ease. Just today I found him hanging out on top of our Expedit bookcase. Thankfully only a couple feet off the ground, yep that will be getting a furniture strap.
I should’ve have seen the next one coming, but toddlerhood has brought on a picky eater. While he enjoys most of our fruits and peas, he refuses to eat any meat. Foods he once loved are no more. We will continue to offer him humus, avocado, anything we prepare and hope that continued tasting will bring him back around. Grapes, peas and peanut butter and jelly are his food of choice. He knows how to use utensils, but sometimes you wouldn’t know it. There’s something about pasta that just screams, hands.
Aiden loves to be creative, whether it be singing, playing an instrument, or drawing. I’m amazed at the ease and calmness at which he approaches instruments. No surprise I guess, nurture has definitely won out on the implosives of a 2 year old. He does not bang on drums and pianos and enjoys playing duets with his daddy. Until just a few months ago he really had no interest in coloring. While he generally wants to watch someone else color a picture his individual coloring has transformed. He no longer scribbles across an entire page, but now focuses on individual images in a picture and scribbles. The shoes, head, clothing, hands, etc. are all treated with caring scribbles independent of one another.
