Mommy, Daddy & Austy
“Ba….ba…” says Austin as he points
to a ball in the back yard. I pick it up and give it to him and he delights in throwing it down at me. He makes an attempt at kicking
it and is surprisingly coordinated in his effort. (It's those soccer genes at work already...) And then comes “Ba…ba”…again and we repeat the game. He says “ba?” as if there is a question
at the end. I do recall how toddlers love to do the same things over and over
again. Austin is no exception.
“Deter…ba
boy”, Jess translates to mean “Jeter, bad boy!” Austin has picked up on the phrase that Jess and Hayden say
to the dog, Jeter, sometimes when he’s doing something he shouldn’t. Austin has the intonation just right
parroting it exactly as he’s heard it. Although Jeter and Austin coexist quite
well in the same household, they tend to ignore each other except when Austin
will come out with, “Deter…ba boy” and look over at the dog underfoot.
“Dat…dat”
is another Austin saying as he points emphatically to what he wants. He wants “dat” and Jess or Hayden
usually give it to him to explore with his hands and put in his mouth until his gaze
alights on something else of interest and he will start in again pointing to
“dat…dat.” This game takes
patience but it’s fun to watch him notice so much around him.
Austin
carefully studies the world absorbing the newness of it
all. Of course, at 14 months I
think my grandson is an unusually verbal child. He expresses much already with just the few sounds he delights
in practicing over and over again.
His parents talk to him all the time but they also let him explore
on his own. He has a playpen in
the corner of the living room full of toys and yet the wooden spoon or the lid
from a pot or the salt shaker is far more interesting. Jess will sit him on the floor in the
kitchen while she’s cooking and he’s content to make his own fun with anything
safe she pulls out of a drawer or cupboard for him.
I
love that Jess is prepared with something to entertain Austin in any situation. She has a
nifty small daypack, her "bag of tricks", that holds all the supplies she might need when traveling
around town with Austin in tow. On
Saturday night we walked to a restaurant on H Street for dinner and while we
waited for the food to arrive she pulled out a battery-powered toothbrush that
delighted Austin for a long time until the food came. Forget about the fact that he only has two teeth so far...the brush is soothing on his gums. She and Hayden love taking Austin places and just having fun with
him. They don’t worry about
him in the sense that they aren't asking him what he wants
and what he doesn’t want which seems to be the way of so many parents of their
generation who try so hard to please their children forgetting that toddlers can't really know what they want at their age. After all, they are learning. They give him love by
creating a secure world around him and allowing him to explore it.
At
14 months Austin is so like Hayden was at this age. As the cliche goes...they are "two peas in a pod". Having said that he now has Jessica's curls...a head full of them! He is a calm and cautious toddler…interested in everything
but careful and deliberate as he explores his world. He’s gentle and sweet and his large
clear blue eyes study everything around him carefully. Hayden & Jess can get him to
laugh and smile easily but he has a serious demeanor as he studies me or
whatever engages him. He is
not aggressive, doesn’t scream, and rarely cries unless he’s hungry, tired,
or requires a diaper change. What he doesn't do is sleep well at night (which Hayden always did unless I've forgotten) and he's running his poor Mom ragged! Hopefully this too shall pass.
Two peas in a pod....
Visting
in Washington this past week was a delight as I got to know Austin all over
again. It was a thrill to see him walk towards us across the living room without
losing his balance. He seems so content to finally be upright and on his own. He walks with a bit of a swagger and some unsteadiness which
most 14 month olds do but he rarely falls unless he trips over something or
misses an incline or a step. Usually he can just pick himself back up again and keep going. We played a lot of "follow Austy" across the living room and into the kitchen...and back to do it again.
Special Grandma time...






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