Archive for June, 2008
Speech
Bug = 2 years 3 months
Bub = 5 months 29 days
Linus’s speech is incredible! He speaks in sentences, and is constantly surprising us with the ideas that he can get across verbally.
Reciting
Linus loves reciting and singing his favourite songs, rhymes, and stories. It’s astonishing how many he can remember almost word-for-word. Undoubtedly his favourite song at the moment is “The Windmill”, and his favourite rhyme is “Ride A Cock Horse”.
Stutter
We’ve noticed over the past week or two that Linus is stuttering a lot. It’s usually at the beginning of a sentence e.g. “I-I-I-I-I-I want to go to supermarket!”. I imagine it’s just a stage, so we’ll try to be patient with him and let him get over it in his own time.
Links
- Squelching a Stuttering Problem (Dr Sears)
- Stuttering in a Toddler (Robert Moore MD)
Words from The Boy
Last night Linus was a bit tricky to put down – he did have a very late midday nap though, rising at 4pm. After I left him around the normal time and told him that I’d be back in to check on him, all was OK. When I returned and said the usual “I’ve just come to check on you” he replied in a stern voice “I’m sleeping, leave the door open”.
Then this morning (in our bed at 6:30ish) he had to toss up whether he was going to be “Mummy’s Monkey” or “Daddy’s Monkey”. He chose Mummy, but then proclaimed, “I want Daddy to be my monkey!”.
And tonight as I was putting Linus to bed, he wriggled down and then:
Linus: “Daddy, I’m sad and tired”
Daddy: “Oh, do you want a cuddle?”
Linus: “Yes”
*cuddle*
Linus: “Now I’m happy and tired. Daddy sing some songs and leave the door open.”
Poo
Bug = 2 years 3 months
Bub = 5 months 19 days
It has been an eventful 24 hours poo-wise! If you’re bothered by stories about poo, read no further. But who am I kidding? If you didn’t like stories about poo, you’d have stopped reading this blog a long time ago!
Incident the First
The first poo incident in the past 24 hours was cause for celebration – Linus did his first poo in the potty! He’s been using the potties for wees almost all the time at home for the past week or two, but last night he proudly called me to the potty to show me the goods he’d delivered.
Incident the Second
Last night I had Ada on my lap while I was doing something worthwhile, useful, and highly intellectual on the computer (heard of Facebook, anyone?), when she pooed. Luckily – thanks to my extensive elimination communication training – I’d heard her fart moments before, so I had a nappy lying on my nap underneath her and nothing important was soiled.
Incident the Third
Tonight Daddy was putting Linus to bed while I was doing something worthwhile, useful, and highly intellectual on the computer. Suddenly Daddy comes through and manages to say to me “Linus just s*** on me and there’s poos all over me and everywhere in the bedroom” before disappearing into the washhouse. I had no choice but to grab a couple of cloths and confront the mayhem, since Linus was now alone in the bedroom and I didn’t want the mess spread.
The bedroom wasn’t in quite as bad a state as I had envisaged from Daddy’s description, since Daddy’s clothes had borne the brunt of the assault, but I think Linus’s days of having some nappy-free cuddles on Daddy’s lap at bedtime might be over!





