Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Toddler Adoption: Adjustment, part VI

VI.
That's fancy schmancy for 6. Six.
Six months.

That's how long I've been home now.
I can't believe it!
Neither can my family.
In one way, it feels like forever.
In another, it's still all so new!
So, well, organizing my thoughts can be tough, so instead I'll make another list.
My impressions on six months:

My reasoning processes are getting much more sophisticated (hence, this post!).
I understand most words now, though not always the long sentences when mom is on a roll.
I am working on my words.
They keep asking me to repeat them though, sheesh, what am I? A baby?
I throw 'em a bone now and then though.
I'll repeat a name or new word.
That's always a crowd pleaser!
I must have almost ten words of my own though.
Most importantly, I've got: hi, up, football, mama, dada, dog, car, book, shoe, sock...
Oh the list goes on (or will).

Food, man, it's good!
Love mom's cooking.
We had this big dinner last week - all the food was amazing (except that meat stuff).

Love bedtime: night night.
That whole cuddling quiet thing: good stuff.
But not really sleeping so much.
Naps? Who needs 'em?

Toys? Toys, schmoiz.
Give me a ball!
Or a truck!
Those are the only toys that really count.
I think that perhaps a ping pong ball is the perfect specimen.
Love the music.
Seems like they have tons of music at this place.
Which is really great cause I love to dance.
And I'm starting to sing too, cause it just makes me happy.
I hope I sing as good as my dad or big brother though.
Not like mom.
But my big sis sounds pretty good too.

Want to see me make everyone laugh and then someone chase me?
Watch, this works every time.
Yeah, I strip.
I can get out of ANYTHING.
Yeah, they try to twist the overalls.
Doesn't work. Makes me laugh at them.
Who needs a diaper anyhow?
Peeing on the floor seems to work great,
if I can do it fast enough before they grab me.
Hate those diapers, all of 'em, cloth, paper hate 'em all.

Stairs?
No biggie.
Got rid of those gates a while ago!
They just slowed me down anyhow.
Heck, I don't even have to hold on going up OR down.
Yeah, I can do most anything, I know.

This brother thing?
Man, it's the best.
The littler fast one or the really tall one - doesn't matter, they are all great.
The middle one?
He's a crackup. Great wrestler.
Crazy fun!And Mom?
Well, for some reason, I just really really need to be right with her.
No kidding, I don't understand it myself.
But holding on to her leg, crying to be picked up, well, I just gotta!
And if I have to, I'll scream for it, I can't help it.
I just need her.
They say it's separation anxiety and a natural regression, that it's healthy.
So, no, I'm not worried.
I just need her.
She's swell, even if she says her arms get tired and I'm so big, I don't care.
So mostly, I've decided this family thing is pretty good stuff.
If it's this good at six months, who knows how cool it will be six years from now!

Wow.
Shh, that's my next word to spring on them.
I've been practicing.

2 comments:

Larger Family Life said...

And he's also learnt to post on blogs too! Great post :-)

Tania

The Roberts Family said...

This post made me laugh. Love it! :) Got your email. Thank you!!! Will try to catch up after this open house. Insanity ... that is us right now. Aching for transition to be over .... trying to be obedient in the day to day. Blessings!, Shelly