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Friday, September 20, 2013

Officially Fun



I try to remember what we did for play this time last year.  It was September and Levi had just said his first word: bird.  He was crawling and standing without support.  That much I remember (in this sleep-deprived state I am..see previous whine post).  But what in heck did we do for play?  I know it was not much fun for this adult.  Lucky for me just staring at my amazing baby son was more than entertaining back then.  Today play is officially fun.

With the emergence of language, Levi's thinking is coming through loud and clear.  Imaginative, funny and all the happy superlatives you could throw in here, put it here--that's Levi.  Levi's thing now is retelling simple transportation events such as Pop going to work.  Grandma and Grandpa coming from Queens to visit.  Levi goes to school.  He adds details such as mode of transportation, traffic, signaling street lights and speed.

Fresh after an afternoon nap and snack, Levi went to his table where I had assembled some buildings.  He looked at each building thoughtfully.  I pointed at a purple building and said that it was our home.

Levi then had a question. "Where Anthony cat?"  For reasons beyond me, Levi is very concerned about one of Pop's friends' cat and asks that frequently.  I took a dog out of his little people collection and placed it next to a green building and said, "That's Anthony's cat.  The cat is at Anthony's house."

That was it.  Levi took over the diorama.  He took a train from his train set collection and put a little boy in it, saying that was him going to his Grandma and Grandpa's house.  Then he asked me where school was.  I pointed at another building, and he added two female figurines: Avigayil and Michelle, his teachers.  "Wait wait Levi school wait wait," he said, and moved a red car to the school.  Slowly I stepped back (actually plopped back on the couch) and let him do the talking.

This is so much fun, watching my son's mind unfurling.


Thursday, September 19, 2013

Sleep Woes


I want to sleep.  At 5:30 am in the morning when I get up as an attempt to get things done early before Levi wakes up, I want to sleep some more.  At 9:00 am, when Levi has been up for three and a half hours already (yes, he woke up shortly after 5:30), I want to sleep.  Come lunch, I would forego food gladly and sleep.  But Levi is raring to go.