16 months

Well, this is a very overdue post! Isaac keeps me busier and busier, I guess. He is now 16-months-old, and a total big kid in so many ways. He can, and does, run and seems to get faster every day. I'm sure in a month, though, I'll look back on this post and think, "That wasn't running," but he seems pretty fast right now. He also sings more, plays by himself for longer stretches, and is very steady when he lowers himself off a bed or chair. His climbing is also improving, and Grandma and Grandpa had to remove a bench from their TV room and hide it in a closet so he didn't fall off it onto his head. He likes kid size chairs, and especially likes to climb onto them and stand. He did so just tonight on a small rocking chair that belonged to me when I was little. When he's excited, he often stands on his tip toes and sucks in his still sizable belly.

For a while, he was saying "Don't!" and "Stop!" but he seems to have tired of those words. For the past few days he's been saying something that sounds like "this" over and over. He can also say "ball" and occasionally says, "catch." Most of those words are missing their final consonant, but we all get his point in context. His consistent words continue to be "Mama," "Dada," and "No." The others come and go. At my most recent count, he had eleven teeth. He has three molars that came in bang, bang, bang in the space of a month. There were definitely some tears and lots of drool, but overall he's weathered them pretty well.

On our last trip two trips to Salt Lake City, one at the beginning of June and another a couple weeks later, Isaac became completely enamored with Aunt Connie and Uncle Pete's dog Cali, a dog he's known his entire life, but hadn't fully appreciated until now (might have been all the licking holding him back before). He loves that Cali can catch a ball and enjoys throwing tennis balls at her, and he also loves that she likes it when he feeds her from his highchair. For the record, Pete and Connie, owner of said dog, taught Isaac that last trick, not me. More recently he's become interested in a wider variety of animals. When we go on walks he points and babbles happily when he sees dogs (unless they bark--he's wary of those), cats, and especially birds.

Isaac and I have been in Nebraska since the end of June while Ricci does his last clinical rotation, this one in Las Vegas. This is the third six-week rotation we've spent in Nebraska, and this is the most excited Isaac has been about Skyping with Ricci. When Ricci is on the computer screen, Isaac smiles, laughs, points, and says, "Dadadadada." Dada graduates from PA school on August 5th, and Isaac is very, very, very proud. It's a pretty big deal :)

With Grandpa Gene after Cousin Jasper's wedding--he's cracking up

because Grandma Anne is blowing bubbles at him.

Notice the previously mentioned teething drool.

"What do you mean I can't have any more cake?"

(Also at Jasper's wedding, 6/24/2011)

Walking and Other Tricks

New things Isaac can do: Walk! Spin in circles. Make the sign for "milk." Say "nana" (banana). Wash his own hands (sort of). Open the front door.

Isaac officially began walking on May 4th. One minute he was walking just a few steps between us, and the next he was walking much further. He was still pretty wobbly until just the past week, but now he walks just to walk. I set him down and off he goes. He still falls a lot, and I feel like whenever one bump on his forehead starts to heal, he gets another, but he's a total trooper and generally gets up and keeps going. Last week at Book Babies he walked from parent to parent, smiling until he got a smile in return and then moving on to the next adult he felt he needed to greet. This week, he insisted on dancing at the front of the room where everyone could see him rather than on his carpet square where he should have. A few days ago, I gave him my iPod nano which has decent sound even without headphones. He's obsessed, and with music playing he walks from room to room, grinning and pausing occasionally to briefly dance or spin. He's also figured out how to play one of the games, tipping and turning the nano to move a ball around the screen.

Isaac has always loved to be outside. Even when he was just a few months old, if he was crying all I needed to do was take him out on the front patio and he almost always calmed down immediately. His enjoyment of the outside has turned into a full on obsession. Sometimes, he'll stand by the front door and pound, whine, yell, cry and otherwise demand to be let outside. A couple weeks ago, after quite a bit of trying, he was able to get the door open. We were watching, so no escape, but we're watching even more closely now. Luckily he can't open the patio gate, and he won't get far if he does get the door open again. Our apartment complex has lots of sidewalks and grassy hills, and he loves to walk around outside. We also have lots of kids living in the complex and Isaac tends to walk right up to them and just stand there smiling at them. The kids that live right around us are all really nice and lots have younger siblings, so they're very sweet to him. They know his name and my name, and I'm learning theirs. Living here is as much fun for me as it is for Isaac.

With his new found mobility, he's gotten even better at tucking his (and our) belongings in strange places. All in one day, for example, I found the baby monitor in the laundry basket, a purple plastic ball inside a mixing bowl in a kitchen cabinet, and his green sippy cup, which had been missing for a couple of days, jammed behind the rice steamer on a shelf that is exactly at his eye level, but definitely not at mine.

Isaac's favorite book is Goodnigh Gorilla. He likes to point to the red balloon in Goodnight Moon, and he likes to sit in laps and look through books in general. His favorite food is still black beans, but he also loves pasta, Gerber animal crackers, and any sort of meat we've so far put in front of him. He continues to intensely dislike having his face and hands washed, but he does like to take the washcloth from us and wipe his own hands. His favorite songs are "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" and "The Itsy Bitsy Spider," (both with hand actions which he joins in on occasionally). Often we hear him singing to himself, and sometimes it sounds a lot like "Twinkle Twinkle..." Currently, his soccer ball is probably his favorite toy. While he can't throw it very well, he loves to chase it around when someone else throws it for him. As always, he rocks.

Playing in our backyard.

Enjoying tortilla soup.

Being a big kid.

Happy Easter

We staged a mini Easter egg hunt for Isaac at Aunt Connie and Uncle Pete's house this afternoon. His eggs contained new binkies and Gerber Yogurt Bites, two things he loves very much. As you can see, he's excellent at standing on his own, even bending down to pick up the eggs on his own. He still isn't walking more than a few steps without holding on to someone or something, but hopefully soon. Happy Easter from Ike!

Arizona Pictures

Camera cord located. Free time found. Arizona pictures posted!

Grandma Jenny

Aunt Vanessa

Grandpa Anthony

Aunt Kristi

Cousin Scott

Highchairs, Haircuts, and Hobbies

These are some highlights from the photos we had taken for Isaac's first birthday. Since his birthday, Ike's been keeping pretty busy. He isn't walking on his own yet, but will take several steps between Mommy and Daddy and is sometimes willing to walk along holding onto just one of someone's hands. He not only scales quickly along the furniture, but the walls as well, which allows him to walk the entire first floor of our townhouse on his own. His highchair has wheels that I often forget to lock. The other night I was standing at the sink while Isaac was playing a couple feet away. I looked up to see him pushing his high chair across the kitchen floor at a run, grinning like a wild man. All a little nerve wracking since the flying highchair was also the only thing holding him upright. Basically, Isaac can't technically walk yet but he manages to be constantly on the move.

Isaac's current hobbies include pulling all his toys off the shelf where we keep them, pulling all his blocks out of their bag one by one and either tossing them over his shoulder or handing them to his mom, and playing the instruments from his band-in-a-box. He also likes to flip casually through his books, sometimes reading aloud, and he enjoys playing with the magnets we keep stuck to the stove for him. His favorite food is black beans, and he eats cheesy scrambled eggs like someone might at any second try to steal them. While he loves any kind of fruit, particularly bananas, he's not so fond of vegetables. We started him on whole milk last week, and so far, he seems to have grown out of his milk allergy. He's mastered the sign for "more" and uses it when he wants more of anything--food, songs, being tickled, playing peek, etc.; he can sign "all done," though that one is also usually accompanied by some whining); and he talks up a storm, though the only clear words are still mama, dada, and, now, something sounds a little like "no" but can be used in any context.

He had his first haircut about a week ago. He sat in my lap and held pretty still, and he was definitely more curious than nervous. I miss the perpetual bedhead he had before the haircut, but said bedhead is recorded forever in his 1 year photos. This week two teeth are breaking through, one on the bottom and one on the top. Any day now he should finally have one of his two front teeth. We continue to laugh with him (and at him, but in a very loving way) every day, and, though occasionally pretty opinionated, he continues to be a sweet, good-natured, cuddly guy. We feel so, so lucky to have him in our lives.

A happy, happy birthday.

Isaac had a wonderful birthday, starting with cake for breakfast (sort of). As I think I've mentioned, when we're in Nebraska Grandpa Gene takes Isaac to the local cafe for coffee (though Grandpa just has diet soda). For Isaac's birthday, he ordered a cake and Isaac was able to share it with some of his morning friends. Unfortunately many of his guy coffee buddies were in Vegas for the weekend, but his lady friends (Opal, Dorothy, Emma, and Julie) and one guy friend (Mr. Hall, with whom he actually shares his birthday) were there and happy to have some 9 a.m. cake with Ike. For the record, I gave him some oatmeal beforehand.

The Sunday after his birthday we had a party at Grandma Anne and Grandpa Gene's house. Lots of aunts, uncles, cousins, and even Mommy's bff Katie and her boys made it to the party. Isaac had an Elmo cake courtesy of my very talented Aunt Betty, and the famous Baldwin choir performed Happy Birthday not once, but twice. The Baldwin family is horrible at Happy Birthday, but we sing it with a lot of love. He seemed disappointed when our music stopped, so we just went ahead and sang again! Isaac had a great day, so many people where there, and he got too many fabulous presents for just one little boy. Thanks to my cousin Chris who took the pictures posted here. Chris also gave Isaac four rolls of toilet paper for him to unroll all by himself, because Chris knows what one-year-olds really love--that and he reads my facebook updates where I may have mentioned Isaac's current passion for unrolling toilet paper.

"Happy birthday to me."


Sharing some cake with Uncle Justin

Checking out his cake as we sing "Happy Birthday."

More Nebraska

Isaac and I are still in Nebraska, where he spends almost every morning and lots of afternoons hanging out with Grandpa while I work on my dissertation. They go for coffee, visit Grandma at work, walk around town with the stroller, and play in Grandma and Grandpa's long living room. He also loves performing for his Grandma and charming her with a new smile where he squints his eyes, tilts his face up, and shows his four teeth. At dinner last weekend, Grandma gave him some Cool Whip. Isaac liked it, so she gave him some more. I said, "Okay, that's enough." She put the Cool Whip down. Isaac was disappointed. No problem, though--when I turned away, Grandpa gave him some. Isaac's life in Nebraska is pretty good. While we've been here, Isaac has learned to climb inside cabinets, move down the stairs (though he never goes more than a couple steps down before he starts back up them again), throw a ball (his dad has already taught him to kick), and bounce his body up and down when asked to shake his booty. He's not walking on his own yet, but his skill at moving along furniture is increasingly impressive, and he has conquered his fear of the vacuum cleaner (though I won't be totally convinced until we return to Idaho and run our vacuum cleaner at home). Uncle Justin has been here both weekends, and Isaac often leans toward him with his arms out. Justin is pretty tall and when he's holding him, Isaac looks around with this sort of calm, "I am king of the world," sort of look on his face. When Isaac and I skype with his dad at night, Isaac likes to stand up on my lap and lean on his hands against the computer screen, getting his own face as close to Ricci's as he can. He also likes to play with the computer keyboard which isn't as entertaining for me as it is for him. His first birthday is now just two days away, so we've been singing Happy Birthday to him occasionally. At church on Sunday, my parents' congregation sang to him (and two other people with birthdays this week) and he was pretty entertained, so he should handle his birthday party with no problem at all. I still have pictures from our trip to Arizona to add, but it turns out the cord for my camera didn't make it into my suitcase, so I'm limited to the pics on my cellphone. I'll post the AZ pics when we get home.

Doing some rearranging...

conquering fear....

and being adorable.