He walks! He talks! He still only has 1 tooth!

Yes, Connor is progressing by leaps and bounds--well, small shuffling steps would describe it better. I arrived at school to pick him u on Friday and his teacher said, "He's been walking all day." "He doesn't walk," I said, but sure enough after couple of attempts he shuffled a few steps towards me, quite unaided. The teacher said that they could get him to do it by pushing a car in front of him. Just like his brother with the cars! To Sarah's not inconsiderable frustration, we can't get Connor to do it at home though. I think it must be the example of seeing toddlers all day that gets him in the mode. Here he just pushes his truck from Nana around until he hits something, then screams at the top of his lungs until we get him pointed in the right direction.

He has also been developing his vocabulary and song repertoire. the Lewerenzes gave him a little tractor with animals that plays "Old Macdonald." Very quickly we realized that as it was playing he was saying "Eeyaiyo Eeyaiyo." Now all he has to do is hear 2 notes of the song or catch sight of the tractor and off he goes singing. His stable of b words is increasing too: "ball" (Bah) and "Bottle" (Bah bah). Birds are still a favorite though.

One of the things we've noticed is that he tends to do whatever Jamie does, even though he doesn't understand why. For instance, Jamie loves to put things in the compartment of the seat of his rider truck and in the cab of a large toy pick-up truck named Clake Big (See earlier blog on Stories and strange names!). So Connor tries to do the same, but having no sense of spatial relations, he tries to put things in that are far, far too large and gets frustrated and angry. Jamie has also been into a kind of soccer game in which he runs around kicking balls and then yells "Gooooooal!" So Connor, sitting, throws the balls from over his head and yells "GAH!" And, having watched Jamie throw balls down to the first floor from the second floor landing, Connor pushed a rubber ball through the rails and watched it go down with great fascination. Then displaying his usual sense of timing, looked at me and said, "Byyye-byyyyyyyeeee!"