Owen is nearly 15 months old. Only 2 months ago he was only crawling. Yesterday he started running. There is no slow or medium speed. Only fast. He does know how to throw himself onto the floor when he needs to stop. I fear this stage.
We have been having a lot of social time this week with both sets of friends. The bi-monthly outing to Joepie on Wednesday was enjoyed and yesterday was our weekly meeting with some friends from the International Woman's Club and their children. There was a new little girl of 2.5 years old that battled to control herself whenever Owen was near to "her" toys and I had to intervene in removing her hand whilst she was trying to take a chunk of Owens hair out of his head. Mmm, needless to say she is on my "watch this one closely" list. What one does not know is that Owen's mommy is not scared of anyone else's mommy! So the fun begins.
At home we still have our regular routines. Owen still sleeps twice in the day and between 1.5 and 2 hours (still with a dummy and Mickey Big Ears). We put him to bed later now at around 8 - 8.30pm so that he wakes up at a respectable time around 6 - 6.30am. He is sleeping really well now except when he is teething. Laundry is a daily occurrence, vacuuming every second day, loading the dishwasher an event that takes place after every meal time. Tuesday Elena comes to look after him for 6 hours. That is going well. She sings to him, takes him for a walk, plays etc. He is so exhausted by the end of the day he goes down like a bomb. Today is swimming so once he wakes up it will be go, go, go. Hopefully we will make it to the lesson otherwise Owen and I will just swim by ourselves.
I marvel at the development in the past week. He insists on walking with 2 toys/items in his hands with his nose screwed up and eyes closed which has us all saying "Owen, open your eyes". He loves the music and dances around in circles, with his hands in the air, which affects his balance and he falls down. Imitation is top of the list now. We show him something once and we needn't show him again. I wish this would would work when we tell him "No" once. Owen is obsessed with detail. He is the only one at Joepie investigating how the mechanisms work. All the other kids are running around screaming and Owen is sitting watching how the cogs on certain things turn. When we are at home the stair gates have to be shut, by him, when we leave the room to go upstairs. Then the bedroom doors have to be closed and opened and opened and closed. The clasp on the toilet is the funniest. When we are in the bathroom he makes a b-line to the toilet to put the clasp on it because that is what should happen with it. I am very happy he pays attention to such detail.
Brendon has showed Owen how to kick a ball and throw it around with much gusto, and throw oneself on the ball with the same amount of gusto. This is fine for me except that it is happening indoors at night when Brendon gets home. On the weekend they will have to go outside and do that. The boss has spoken.
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Lovely post. Once again well done Wendy. I do miss the little Man. He is such a joy and reminds me so much of Brendon at the same age.
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