Maybe it's because it's warm here or maybe it's because Leo and Gus have been so darn good, but Santa has been spending a lot of the Christmas season in the DFW area. The boys have had lots of opportunities to sit on his lap and remind him what gifts they want. Leo is a big fan; Gus, not so much. In fact, Leo is so familiar with the jolly guy that when we were in Starbucks, Leo asked a portly, bearded customer if HE was Santa. I think I saved it by saying, "Leo, he is not old enough to be Santa!" Leo sat on his lap anyway.
Here they are at church for "Breakfast with Santa." Leo felt a little jipped that we didn't actually eat WITH Santa. Gus felt a little jipped that he was expected to be happy about sitting in the lap of some strange looking man in a red suit with a long white beard.
The next weekend Santa came to our neighborhood's clubhouse.
This time he even brought Leo and Gus gifts! Leo got some cool Jake and the Neverland Pirates stuff while Gus got a book that he already owned. (Jipped again!)
No wonder this is the closest Gus would get to Santa!
The next day we rode the North Pole Express in Grapevine. Since the train goes to the North Pole, we picked up Santa and he came on board! (Gus, who may just start an anti-Santa Facebook page, is not pictured.)
The following weekend we went to cousin Jasper's house in Colleyville and whaddya know? Santa AND Mrs. Clause made an appearance. Gus agreed to be in the picture under two conditions: that he sit on mommy's lap (not Santa's) and got to hold his blanket.
Leo approached Santa at the end of the party just to reiterate that he had moved from Georgia to Texas and that he wanted "decorations" for Christmas.
Then Leo gave his new best friend one more hug. I think that was finally our last Santa encounter for the season...unless we run into him at Starbucks again.
I think 18 months is my favorite age. So today we will celebrate and then it's all down hill from here! It really is halfway between a baby and a kid. And that's how Gus looks too--kind of like a baby, kind of like a kid. He and Leo can really play together; they especially like to play in the backyard. Leo says they're playing pirates but I'm not sure Gus knows that. Gus just wants to play anything that has to do with balls. He looks out the window and says, "bawl" all day long. If he wants to distinguish between a regular ball and a basketball, he says, "bat ball."
He's serious about shoes. When he sees them, he says, "Shoe!" (Very clearly, I might add). And then you HAVE to put them on him. He doesn't understand why his shoes would be in sight but you wouldn't put them on him. Same with his jacket. If he sees it, it's gotta go on. Can't put on Leo's first.
He's also serious about his Dada. When Frank comes home, or if he just hears the door, he says, "Dada! Dada!" Gus looks like he's going to explode with happiness! He runs to Frank and insists that Frank hold him for the next 15 minutes. If he sees pictures of Frank or anything belonging to him (like a shirt) he says, "Dada! Dada!"
We took Gus to his 18 month appointment today. In preparation for it, I typed out the words he can say and other ways he communicates:
Gus’ Words:
Ball
Dada
Shoe
Woof Woof
Bye Bye
Uh-Oh
Cheese
Choo Choo
Belly Button (sounds like "Beh Bu'in)
(Does not say Mama but will point to Mama when someone asks,
“Where is mama?”)
Signs:
More
Food
All Done
Help
Wipe Hands
Thank you
Other communication
notes:
·Can point to people/things when asked: “Where is
Grandmother?” or “Where is your blanket?”
·Can follow directions: “Put the ball in the
basket” or “Put the blocks in the bag” or “Go to your high chair.”
·If we say, “I’m going to take your picture” he
says, “Cheese!”
Can point to parts of his face when asked:
“Where is your nose?” or “Where are your ears?" Does all the motions to "Itsy Bitsy Spider." Then, just for fun, I checked Leo's 18 month blog. He could say 75 words and speak in three word phrases! He could say Texas and we didn't even live here. The kid could say "umbrella!" Needless to say, I got a little concerned about Gus. So at his appointment today I shared that with the pediatrician--how much Leo said versus Gus. As it turns out, Leo is the abnormal one! Gus is just fine. She said there are plenty of kids his age who say more and plenty who say less. He's right in the middle. Says she's not worried about him at all. "What about how he doesn't say Mama?" I asked. "Not unusual," she said. After the appointment we went to a friend's house and as I was picking Gus up out of the car, he pointed at me and said, "Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama." Leo said we should call the doctor and tell her! And here are Gus' stats from his appointment: Weight: 25 pounds, 2 oz. 64% Height: 33.3 inches 80% Head: 19 inches, 75%
They even give grades and Gus got an A+ for physical exam and an A+ for development :) She also commented that he's very fast, when she saw him being chased by Leo all over the exam room. So to sum it up, our Gus doesn't say much but he's super cute, super sweet and super fast! We love him to pieces.
When it comes to his blanket, Gus doesn't mess around. He started getting attached to it shortly before we moved, so around 9 months old. Grandmother gave him the blanket so when she learned that it became his "lovey," she got him a back-up. And somewhere along the way, she bought him a third one.
That might sound excessive but we need all of them--one for upstairs, one for downstairs and one for the car.
He pretty much has one of them all the time. If he's not holding it, it's somewhere nearby. If he sees it or touches it (even if it's just with his foot), he immediately puts his thumb in his mouth. He rarely sucks his thumb without it.
He takes it places which means he drags it around sidewalks, stores and even public restrooms! That's the beauty of having three of them; I can wash one or even two while he's "using" the third one. I'm never sure which one I've washed, though, so it's possible one of them is never getting washed.
For some crazy reason I only brought one to Houston for Thanksgiving. When the time came to wash it, poor Gus was a mess for about two hours. I'll never make that mistake again!
Our system works pretty well except Gus just doesn't trust that there will always be another blanket. So when he gets out of his crib in his morning and we start to go downstairs for breakfast, he insists on taking the upstairs one down. Later, when we get out of the car to come inside, he wants to bring the car blanket back into the house.
So that means we end up with three blankets in one place!
Leo had the honor of taking home the class mascot, Dottie the Dove, last weekend. Luckily, we had some big plans--Leo would be attending his first University of Texas (or "Texas Fight" as he calls it) football game. Gus stayed with Granny Jo and Popsy who were in town for Aunt Kathleen's 60th birthday. Here is the journal "Leo" wrote for his class:
"Dottie, you are going to come
with us to Austin for the Texas Fight football game!” I told her. She wanted to
leave right away but I said that first we needed to rest up for the long drive!
So the two of us relaxed on Thursday afternoon, watching Jungle Junction. The
next morning we took a little snooze while daddy packed the car for our trip.
Dottie sat next to me the
whole way. We played on the iPad while my little brother Gus watched. Dottie loved
the drive!
Here we are at the hotel.
Dottie wanted to order room service. Silly Dottie!
On Saturday I dressed Dottie in a University of
Texas t-shirt and brought her to the stadium! She looked great in orange and
she loved cheering on the Texas Longhorns to a win against Iowa State.
We walked around campus where
I showed Dottie the UT Tower (seen in this picture) and we ate at one of the
dorms. Dottie had so much fun that she wants to go to college now. I told her that
we both need to finish preschool first!
Bonus pics: I didn't want to be a show-off so I decided to stop after six pics. But here are some that didn't make the book. Sorry, Paloma!
Gus got a chance to hold Dottie:
Dottie enjoying the tribute to legendary UT coach Darrel K. Royal
