After the "big" ultrasound this morning Eli and I went home to have lunch and it was a very trying afternoon. He did so well at the doctor, totally entertaining himself during the main event, that I was shocked at his sudden change in behavior when we got home. He is going through a phase (hopefully?) where he gets frustrated over nothing obvious to any bystander, and five or ten minutes is 'wasted' on him crying while loudly demanding 'DAT!' as he signs 'please'. (When he does this, your guess is as good as mine what "DAT" is referring to.) Today was no different. Lunch was difficult and after that he was a mess, so an early nap was in order. Of course he decided to only sleep for 70 minutes, so it was a long afternoon. But I digress...
Eli LOVES to roll, as I've mentioned before. He enjoys a forward or backward roll, which he's been doing since even before his gym class started, but his favorite is the sideways roll. (This is the one he uses when he falls down at the park.) However, he has been unable, or unwilling, to initiate this movement on his own; Mommy always has to push him to make him roll. Tonight after his dinner and bath (which went MUCH better than this afternoon), Eli and I were playing in the guest room when he decided to 'fall' and stretch out, which is apparently a sign for me to start rolling him. So I did, but after pushing him over once he started to do it all on his own. What an exciting new skill, I know. After the rolling incident Eli spent a good ten solid minutes climbing onto the back of 'Mater only to climb off as soon as his bottom hit the seat. Then he would push up the 'hood' and sit in the 'trunk' for a split second before he'd get up and start the whole process again. It is so fun to see him figure things out and learn! On a side note, he's been using utensils primarily with his left hand (even though when he shovels food in by hand he uses both right and left), but when he was climbing on and off of 'Mater tonight, he always balanced on his right leg.
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When Ryan was 18 months we had MANY tantrums and quite honestly we still do have some. But, in the beginning they stemmed from him not being able to communicate with me the way that he wanted to. He knew to sign but what he couldn't explain was what it was he was saying please for. We had to learn to teach him to take us to what he wanted and to try to work more and more on words ... saying them over and over again. It took time but eventually he was able to communicate what it was he wanted. Hang in there ... your're not alone!
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