We go to a parent participation preschool, and our end of year assignment is to think about how our child has grown and developed in the past year, and then to make some sort of scrapbook to document it and share it with the class. For the life of me, I can't remember how Gavin was last September-- did he say more than 3 words at a time? Was he eating solids or baby food? Then, I tried going through all our old postings for clues, but came up almost empty handed. So, I decided to write about how he is now.
Right now, at 29 months, Gavin is a silly, extraordinarily inquisitive, and spirited boy. He wants to be independent, and, when in a new place or situation, will try to explore it without me. He can speak 3-12 word complete sentences (even compound ones), and always tries to figure out how things work (especially things with gears, like the merry-go-round). He's in the "why" stage, and asks it constantly, over and over again. In Hawaii, for instance, he asked why the water was getting higher and higher on the sand. He also asks things like "why are the trees stuck to the ground-- how do they get stuck?" He's still very bossy and persistent, and has a great memory. He loves to play with water, go swimming, be my little sous chef, and read. He can read pretty much read all words that are 3 letters or shorter, and other familiar longer words. When we drive, he reads some signs for me (like "Do not stop on tracks" or "one way"). He also can read the first series of BOB books. Gavin is a chatterbox, and talks constantly, even to himself or to the kitty. He can run pretty well now, but he's still not so great at jumping. He can finally eat pretty much everything we eat, and loves shrimp and ice cream. He hates condiments. He's much, much better about cleaning up after himself. He is about 75% potty trained and only has 2 wet "accidents" a day due to extraordinary laziness. He's usually dry all night. After we tuck him in and check on him a few hours later, we'll usually find a surprise. Once, it was that he took off his pants and diaper. Another time, there was a kitty brush, a cat, and a furry pile on his bed. Last night, there was a book in there. Silly boy! That's all I can think of, for now!
Sunday, May 16, 2010
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