growing up

normally when you're done being able to get everything out of your bowl of oatmeal, I take the spoon and scrape the sides down to get three or four more big bites for you. I also scoop up a few drops from your bib. This morning, however, you had already taken care of getting everything off your bib (wish I'd seen you do it!) and when I went to scrape down the sides, I could only get two small bites from it. You are growing up way too fast.

then while mommy was eating breakfast, you played quite the song for me on the piano, every once in a while inserting a heartfelt solo. It's possible that it may have been the first movement of a symphony or something because you went on for at least 10 minutes.

right before lunch you were able to get on video chat with nana and grampa. while mommy went to make you lunch, nana sang the wheels on the bus and itsy bitsy spider with you. I could tell by nana's exclamations of "that's right!" and "good job!" that you were doing the motions, so I peeked around the corner and got a good look at the wheels going round and round, the wipers swishing, and the horn honking. and mommy wasn't even there to help you! you really are picking up things so fast these days.

for dinner tonight, mommy made pasta fagioli, so you got a deconstructed version, with the ditalini pasta, and some of the meat and beans from the soup (without the broth), and then some peas to go along with it. You of course liked the pasta, but absolutely loved the soup stuff. Once you'd polished off most of that, you had about 8 or 10 little ditalinis left on your plate. You started taking them out one by one and putting them on the placemat, being very careful to stand them up. I usually wouldn't let you play with your food, but I sort of wanted to see what you were going to do. Once they were all standing up, you took a pea and placed it on top of the noodle, and then picked them both up and ate them. This continued until all the pasta was gone. It might be the silliest thing you've done with food yet.

Tonight was the first night you've helped with cleaning up your toys without me talking about it or asking you to (which you still haven't understood/followed yet). Well, at first you actually didn't help, throwing all the lego pieces after I'd pushed them into a nice pile. But then all of a sudden you seemed to understand and next thing I knew you were gathering up your shape sorter pieces, putting them in the box, and then you put the box on the shelf. Then I heard the little pegs bouncing into the holes of that wooden toy nana got you on freecycle. Then you were putting the golf balls in the golf bag thing you got for your birthday. And then you helped mommy put a couple of books on the shelf. We might be on to something here!