16 Months, How can sixteen
months have already gone by?
Growth & Appearance:
To me, you look very much like
your Dad; with soft, soft skin the colour of burnt honey. You have one tiny
freckle in the elbow crease of your left arm. Your hair is soft Caucasian hair,
the exact same colour that Tamika’s was when she was a baby. It has grown so
much in the last month, so much so, the feathery fringe often hangs in your eyes, and the back now resembles a mullet. But I cannot not bring myself to cut it,
not yet anyhow. For some reason every time you sleep your hair falls into the most amazing mohawk.
You have gotten so tall, yet you still are such a skinny thing,
which is surprising considering how much you eat.
Eating:
You eat so much food! I often
think, no I know, you eat more in a day than you big sister. You are not fussy
and will eat almost anything I give you, though your favorites are any rice or pasta dish. It does not matter if the food is spicy you will still
gobble it up. The only time I have seen you spit out food in rejection was I
once tried to give you canned spaghetti instead of homemade. Your face cracked
me up; you looked at me and spat it out and your eyes where like “what the Mum?
I do not eat canned stuff’. You love your yoghurt and if I ask you if you want
any, it has you running to the fridge trying to yank open the door. Justin and
I have agree to limit your intake of anything we consider ‘junk’ food. The only
time you have had ice-cream was on your birthday, other than that we
occasionally let you lick our spoons. I am not sure how much longer we can get
away with not giving you any crap food, when so many people try to give it to
you.
You drink so much water, and the fruit tea from T2. You are still breastfeeding three times a day, each time before a sleep.
Sometimes you scam an extra comfort feed.
Talking:
If anyone is around you go
all quiet and shy. However if it just us, you are a noisy chatter box.. You
vocabulary is limited, yet I understand what you are saying. If music is on, or
if Justin is playing the guitar you like to sing/hum. I keep reminding Justin
to speak Cantonese to you, but he often forgets. I want you to learn it, so you
can communicate with your Grandparents, plus I think everyone should learn
another language.
Sleeping:
You do everything so well,
except for sleeping. You fight going to sleep and you cry when you wake up. It
is as if you think you will miss out on life. You will sleep two hours in the
morning and two hours in the afternoon, sometimes more, but only if I am
cuddling you, or we are driving in the car. At night you go to sleep around 8:30
and will sleep on your own for about five hours, but when you wake you will not
go back to sleep unless I cuddle you. This means I am still not getting much
sleep.
This is what you look like before you go to sleep and when you wake up, and not because you have Harry High Pants.
Development:
You are a crazy, active, busy
boy. You are always on the go, running and climbing. You love climbing, so much
so it scares me, but thrills you. I leave you alone for a minute to come back
into a room to find you have climbed up onto something.
You are going so well with your swimming lessons, you pull yourself up and you kick your little legs. We are lucky how much you enjoy the water.
I have spent the last month
teaching you body parts. When asked where your nose, or someone others, for that
matter, you shove a finger up there so high. Yes, you pick everyone’s nose. With
the bellybutton question you have to poke your finger right in. If I ask where
someone else belly is, you love to blow raspberries on it. In fact you love to
blow raspberries, the only problem is you get over excited and this turns into
bites. Justin, Tamika and I have all been chomped on in your rough play, and I
have no idea how to stop you. I say no loudly and sit you away from us on your
bottom. This results in your bottom lip quivering and many tears. But then
with-in minutes you are up and often attempting to bite again.
You still love all music and instruments;
you will spend ages playing your Dad’s Casio and assorted guitars. This is
often accompanied by much dancing on your behalf.
Your face is amazing in your ability
to control it, I cannot even begin to describe how many facial expression you ‘pull’.
Raspberries are a new thing
Favourites:
You are still very much a
Mumma’s boy, oh you love your Dad and can hear his motorbike coming home from
work way before I can, but I still am the one you cling to. Not sure if it is
because I am the provider of milk, because I am with you 24/7, or if I am just
lucky that you love your Mum.
Your Dad is your favourite playmate, you have the
cupboard game, the under the bed game and the hiding game which you love to play with
Justin. You also love to hide your Dad’s thing. If Justin leaves stuff laying
around you get it and hide it. Lucky your hidey hole is always your nappy basket.
Tamika is the one you prefer to muck up with, hmm love the game you two do, of
how loud you can both scream at each other.
Favourite things…paint brushes,
make-up brushes, toothbrushes, (not sure why you love all brushes so much) any
cooking utensils, wooden blocks, bucket and spades, anyone’s mobile phone (you
are so quick at grabbing them and then taking off with them.
You also prefer to
play with slightly older kids around six or so, then kids your own age. You also
love any person with long hair, preferable blonde or red.
Your favourite thing is also
to be naked, of how you have turned into a little stripper; you are so clever
at getting your clothes and nappies off. But you love shoes, to get you dressed
I have to bribe you with the game of “lets pick which shoes you are going to
wear”.
You love to climb
There is so much more I could write about you. As I have said before, Jarvis you are a little man with a big loving personality.
I got the idea for this list/layout from Ashley over at theStork and the Beanstalk. Thank you Ashley it is so much easier to remember
everything the last month has bought in changes when I follow your idea.
That mohawk! And everything Jarvis does reminds of what Nereus does. It's really good when you talk to him in another language. They learn better from us than from teachers.
ReplyDeleteIs it bad that I want Jarvis to grow his hair longer? I can only speak English (I use to be able to speak Spanish badly), so I really want Justin to teach Jarvis Cantonese.
DeleteSuch sweet photos, he is a doll!
ReplyDeleteThank you. I agree! I think he is gorgeous
DeleteSo so gorgeous! You have my sympathy with the sleep, I often have to drive Eve around to get her to sleep and if I do she wakes up angry that I tricked her in to sleeping!
ReplyDeleteI think this is why I have continues to breastfeed, it is a guaranteed way of getting him to sleep. Can't keep him asleep, but it gets him to sleep.
DeleteI enjoyed reading this so much! He is exactly how my son was at 16 months as well too. Just wait until he's 2- talk about being an energy ball that loves to climb and live on the wild side! It's funny how you talk about his hair. My son's father is African American, so although he has an afro with curls, if you were to touch his hair it feels just like mine. I adore the mullet on your little kiddo, it fits him. Loved the photos too <3
ReplyDeleteJustin is Chinese, and Jarvis is pretty much a mini him. So I guess his hair is about the only thing he gets from me, but even then mine is super thick and crazy, I can't see Jarvis's every going curly.
DeleteHe is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteAnd I hear you about the climbing...every morning Toddler C greets me with the words "Climb? Tree?"
Thank you, I think is is a bit all right. Jarvis doesn't talk, well not much. Just grunts and climbs. Nervous for when he starts on trees!
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