Olie Land

Monday, October 23, 2006

Talkin', Walkin' and Wavin'

Oliver and family enjoyed another weekend on the Cape, where Olie showed off his new and improved walking techniques to adoring aunties and grandparents. He can now easily amble from one room to the next, pausing when the mood strikes him to grab a piece of furniture or check something out. His “controlled fall” is also much more, well, under control, allowing him to change direction and walk around certain objects without crouching down on all fours.

Yesterday we took a walk with Gramma Birds who, living up to her nick-name, spotted several raptors. With an eye more towards the ground, Oliver found a little yellow dandelion, which he insisted on carrying along with him. Sometimes he would trip and drop his flower, but he was always quick to retrieve it.

Oliver has also mastered the adoring skill of lifting his hands way over his head when you inquire, “How big is Oliver?” “This BIG!” He is also quite social, waving at everyone and everything he encounters. This past Friday, Oliver officially graduated from his “pre-mobile” dance class, and we joined other “mobile” toddlers. Oliver spent the whole class walking around waving at the other babies who also spent more time roaming than dancing. But Olie’s biggest waves are reserved for trucks. Almost everything good is “DAH!” in O’s vocabulary, but if you listen carefully there is a slight “T” sound in front of the truck “dah”. He holds his hands in the air and lets out a big “TrAH!”

Oliver’s vocabulary is certainly expanding. Chad and I are pretty sure that “Ah Da,” is “What’s that”? He can also respond to a number of commands such as: “Give it to…” “Where’s the….”? He’ll point. “Can you feed it to Bella.” He drops the food. “Can you throw/kick the ball”? He will. “Who’s here?” He looks at the door. “Show me….” He’ll point. Objects he knows include: ball, airplane, truck, car, bus, Bella, Mom, Dad, Anita, pig, lion, seal, duck, turtle, elephant, star, fire truck, baby, wheel, light, boat, dog, flower, and many others I’m forgetting.

Finally (for today at least) Oliver has mastered the classic crawl. He had been performing this operation from time to time when wearing only a diaper (He frequently tries to escape mid-change) and encountering a rough surface that was displeasing to his naked tummy. But whenever fully clothed he resorted to the belly crawl. Now he seems to prefer just hands and knees at least when on carpet, though the slippery floors in our apt are still best treated snake-style.

Oh yeh, and Oliver can also drink from is sippy cup now, but he prefers not to. He also understands “no,” but he prefers not to.

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