Subject of Research: Elliot, 20 months
This weekend, our little guy FINALLY figured out how to successfully drink from a straw. You would've thought he just won a triathlon - that huge smile and looking around to make sure everyone saw what just happened.
He is so impressed with himself when he sees flashing lights and says "wee-oo wee-oo" while raising his jazz hands - and more impressed when I say 'Yes, that IS a firetruck!'
Every day he learns more words and as he is increasingly more able to communicate with us he exudes such an enormous feeling of accomplishment that you can't help but beam proudly when he said 'bocks' (blocks) for only the 2nd time in his life and his dense mom actually GETS OUT THE BLOCKS.
Also this weekend he figured out how to make his push car move forward (instead of always backwards) and it was that same look of shock and awe intermingled with "Look at me go!" looks.
Enough gushing. Oh - and I guess I do love him so he's off the market. Sorry Aunt B. (But hey - how old does he need to be to come to cousin camp?)