My little boddler
Yes, I have coined a new phrase. Watching Robbie toddle around the house lately has given new meaning to the word “toddler”. However, seeing him in a little onesie today (as opposed to the khaki pants and button-down shirt he wore to church yesterday), reminded me that he is still a baby. That’s when it hit me! He’s a boddler…somewhere in that transition between baby and full-blown toddler. Of course, he’s working very hard on the transition. Just last week, while I got ready to vacuum, I ran into my room for a minute. When I came back into the living room, lo and behold! Robbie had taken the vacuum cleaner cord, dragged it across the living room, and was attempting to plug it into the outlet. Needless to say, I was impressed. He followed that impressive feat with going into the laundry room, getting the broom, and carrying it around the kitchen. And all this time I thought I should do chores while he was sleeping!
He’s also finally figured out how to clap his hands…of course, it could just be that he’s known how and hasn’t wanted to. It could very well be that he is merely following in the footsteps of his parents and loves applause. This coincides with how we’re learning to fold our hands when we pray. Sometimes he gets so overcome with joy that he claps instead of clasps…it’s all cute, though.
Today at lunch he surprised me by not only eating a whole bowl of mixed vegetables but half a burrito as well. As I write this he has alternated between playing with my ponytail, coaxing me to come play with him, and is now sitting on the edge of the couch turning the fan and lights off and on. I love being his mommy!
November 13th, 2009 at 8:13 pm
He isn’t much of a boddler any more. He seems more and more of a little boy all of the time.