about a boy

We have been busy really. Jayden turned 19 months old! We are still trying to feed him solids but he is well, erhmm… on a self imposed ‘liquid diet’. Feed him almost any sort of clear soup and he’d drink it. Quite happily too. Try and sneak in some morsel of solid food and he’d frown at you… whilst slurping the soup and leaving said food particle stranded like some lonely island in the spoon.

He is trying to talk. Very hard. He looks and says things with such an earnest expression but it is still pretty much baby talk. He does release the odd word or two and then clamps up such that we are left wondering if he actually knew what he was saying.

Right now, he is the master of mimicry. He releases fake burps (disgusting I tell you!) and coughs. Then grins at you after his performance. He likes to play giddy-yup on my tummy and finds it funny. Sometimes he lays his head there. Depends on his mood.

One thing that hasn’t quite changed either is his love to go out. Nor the phone. And he makes the most realistic conversations ever except he cannot talk. Hah. He learnt how to sit on his stool very well and can walk fantastically. He loves to go around the home clammering his plastic chairs or sliding along with them as if he needed some support whilst walking.

He points at the dvd player when he wants to watch something and switches on the aircon when he is hot. He is getting stubborn and naughtier by the day… and knows how to take the cane down by himself. Just today, he refused to get out of the lift. He did not want to go home. The doors shut twice but he did not quite care.

He finally came out and stayed in the lift lobby for the longest time. Only until I started closing the front door (peeping out through the peephole) did he finally decide enough was enough. Sigh.

Did I mention he is only 19 months?