Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Deux Ans







I still can’t believe my baby is 2 years old. How I wish I could stop time.

It was a low-key celebration for Callahan this year, which is just fine for him since he’s so easy to please. We had a family dinner featuring gluten free pizza and gluten free ding dongs from a local gluten-free bakery. Usually I bake a GF cake from scratch, but in the spirit of “Good is Good Enough,” I gave myself a break and hit the bakery, although I must admit the bakery-bought goodies do not compare to homemade.

In addition to wearing the coveted Birthday Hat, Callahan received some fun presents: Mr. Potato Head, a wooden frog that follows you when you pull the string (thanks aunt Chee Chee) and some cool shark PJs from Uncle Rob and Aunt J.

OK so he’s two. “That’s cool, but what can he do?” you ask. Well, he continues to go Number Two on the potty nearly every day. We have a child seat that sits on top of our toilet. He sits there and says, “It’s coming mommy; it’s a big one.” He loves to flush to toilet.

He’s extremely sweet, gentle and cuddly, both with people and animals. He loves the cats, especially Kitzie and Sue. Thankfully, both cats are very patient with him and put up with the poking and chasing.

He’s also very loving with his stuffed animals. Most nights, when we check on him again before going to bed, he’s sleeping with his arms wrapped around the bunny from Grammy M or the dog from Aunt Chee Chee.

A temper has emerged in recent weeks. When he says, “Mommy, come play (with) me,” you’d better do it. Otherwise, Cal becomes very frustrated, and will emphatically say “Come play (with) me” and then pull you to where you need to be, even if that includes pulling your shorts down. He’s also started ignoring bedtime. When he overhears mommy and daddy discussing who will brush his teeth and read a story, he starts yelling (very quickly) “no, no, no, no, no!” and runs away. Of course, this “temper” is balanced by his sweet disposition. All it takes is doing the bedtime routine in a different order or talking about it in a different way and he’s putty in your hands.

He’s also developed some strange, new fears: a fear of balloons and a fear of the swing in our front yard. Twice in the past two weeks he’s asked for a balloon at the store, but the moment we put it in his hands, he starts screaming and panicking. Cal used to love to swing in the front yard, but over the past month, he’s become fearful. He’ll say he wants to swing, but once we put him in the swing, he become extremely frightened.

Cal is helpful around the house. He loves to sweep and wipe up spills. He’s also fastidious about his hands; he’s always asking for a wipey, a napkin or to wash his hands. Maybe it’s because his hands are always covered in jelly or ketchup, which leads to the next category …

Currently, Cal’s favorite foods include: ketchup, plain grilled chicken, bananas, pumpkin bread, whole wheat bread with strawberry jelly and chocolate milk on special occasions.

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