We've made it to 15 months already, or 5 consecutive quarters. If Nick was a corporation, he'd finally be able to report year-over-year performance for the first quarter. His stock is rising, but if he keeps breaking things around the house, his net worth is going to roll backward. He found some old martial arts weapons I thought I had well stashed - he came running through the house with an Escrima stick and proceeded to protect us from the piano. And I finally figured out what is causing the rough edges on the leather steering wheel in the Jeep - it's Nick. When Brandi lets him play in the truck, he's gnawing on the steering wheel. Anyone else buy their kid a $40,000 chew toy? If you know me and my cars, you know it's driving me nuts.
The doctor says he has the cognitive skills of a two year old. I know he has the voicebox of a two year old, and he's using it more frequently. He's also passed all the food-allergy tests, and is clear to consume most things he encounters. He's now into eating whatever is on someone else's plate: toast, pizza, veggies, and his first Jello (it was blue). He loves garlic mashed potatoes (all real stuff here, no boxed tater flakes in our house.) The trouble is, he hates having someone feed it to him, or taking it from a untensil. Some food is just hard to pinch between his two little fingers, but it doesn't stop him.
Another proud moment for the daddy as Nick reaches more milestones towards earning his man-card. I always thought the concept of 'farts being funny' was driven by societal pressure, not necessarily natural instinct. Well, it turns out he learned this on his own, therefore disproving my theory. Along the same lines of 'tricks he'll carry with him through college' is his love for making hats out of everything, from tupperware to his mama's bras.
We were watching The Wizard of Oz the other night (which I had never seen before) and Brandi observed of the Wicked Witch of the West, "You can see why children were terrified of this character." Meanwhile, our son is pointing at the screen and laughing loudly each time he sees the witch. "Yeah, I see what you mean." We took a walk down the 'JC Penney Yellow Brick Road' (ever notice how the traffic pattern around the store is faded yellow tile?) - he loves to walk the store in circles... forever. I snuck in front of him to change my view of his adventure, and he stopped. "He wants to lead," says Brandi. Sure enough, he's already decided he's not going to follow. He either leads, or he stops and looks at you waiting for you get out of the way.
Nick and Brandi went to the Bunny Party at the local library last week. The pictures are of him pounding on another little kid about his size for a toy, and then trying to hijack the strollers of other children, sometimes with them still inside. He doesn't seem to have developed a fear mechanism yet, and his social skills could use a little polish. We're working on it.
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- Jason
