Two weekends ago, we had a driving snowstorm with whiteout conditions. It took until Friday for things to finally start warming up for good. I came home to baby nahtm walking around outside with Grandma. Stomping in puddles and enjoying himself. He came over and tried to get in the driver's seat with me. It's one of his new things: adults get in that door and do interesting things, so he will too.
He's also started his terrible twos well ahead of schedule, have I mentioned? Mainly it's about food, but occasionally he gets upset about doggies not being set free or being told not to touch the DVD slot. The other day we finally removed all his fruit pouches and snacks from the cupboard so that he doesn't "have" anything to eat instead of his dinner. He also doesn't get pouches with breakfast anymore. It seems to be working, and he's happy to start with Daddy's cereal as long as Daddy pours it fast.
Mostly I think the tantrums come because he can't deal with having opinions about what should happen next that aren't shared by reality. A lot of adults have the same problem.
But he still likes going up and down stairs, and he can do that better now. Even walking downstairs at home with his hand on the wall. I think I trust him more on stairs now than I will in a few years, when he's more rambunctious about life. He's very cautious about heights, even just getting down from his high chair. He gets upset when he can't reach his foot down and touch the ground.
Right now, his big blocks are one of his favorite toys. He likes to dump the whole bin out on the ground and take apart the blocks Daddy puts together. He's also got his various electronic light-and-sound makers.
He still likes to stomp around when he gets excited. His repertoire now also includes going to the middle of the floor to spin around until he (gently) falls over.
This past weekend was a little smelly, as the septic line got clogged and, uh, invaded the basement. So Sunday I was given nahtm and told to go to church and wherever else and stay out of the way while that was dealt with. And he had a grand time at church. We got there early and he got worked up listening to the band practice, and then the boy and girl behind us got into the music during the service, and he held hands with them and danced at them. And then we went to Goodwill to drop off spring cleaning victims. I found a BD gift for KJ and a yellow polo for baby so he can match me at church this summer. We visited a few other stores too, picking up a few things at JCP and finding nothing at the Babies R Us closing sale, and he was running around happy at all of them. Just a really good day, the kind that makes the tantrums worth it.