Tag Archive: milestones


I’ve always been impressed how in cop shows they can tell the age of a random person. The really amazing thing is that they do this without cutting them in half and counting the rings.

Today, after getting picked up at my bus, a father walked by with an infant. I looked at H and said, “6 months?”, she agreed.

Before having one myself… I was useless at aging a child.

I’d ask, “So how old is he? 3 yrs”
“No Andrei, she’s 9 months”
“Oh.””

“Okay, so she’s like 5 right?”
“no, I’m 10”

Now… oh, now… Now I know what physical milestones occur to the month. I know when the head is likely to be up unsupported. I know when certain levels of motor control occur. Now granted, I’ve learned this not only from having a recently acquired model of my own. But because having one of these devices seems to give you every right to invade in every other parent’s life with the obnoxious question, “Ooh, How old”

I think the question is designed solely to give a parent a warm fuzzy about their own child’s developmental progress.

Yes… my new super power. Telling the age of a toddler or infant without cutting them in half and counting the rings.

So, Aiden is 20 months old today. That’s 1 2/3 yrs. Wow..

19 months was very difficult. It’s causing a bit of a shakeup in my world and the cleanup is underway.

This month Aiden spent the good portion of a day in daycare. (6 hrs) This was very difficult on me even though I don’t spend that time with him anyway due to work. The upside is that it worked out very well for all concerned. shimmeringjemmy had a day of personal work, recuperation, and gardening. (Oh, happy Cancer)

Aiden is undeniably a toddler. An independent and “WILLFUL” personality has emerged. He is more and more amazingly interactive. Yesterday, when we got home after work I retrieved the garbage pails from the curb while H & a unloaded from the car. About halfway down the driveway I bent down and opened my arms for a hug. Aiden tore into a (toddler) sprint and jumped up into my arms. It was beyond adorable.

The word, “Hi” is his mainstay. I’m pretty sure he knows what it means. Though everything is a greeting to him. Even getting attention. I think he equates it to also mean, “Excuse me.” With “Hi” has also come waving. He definitely has different hand motions for “hi” and “bye”… And whenever we say, “Say ‘bye-bye'” he does is farewell wave.
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First. You need to start by reading the post by shimmeringjemmy

After that there are other things…

I woke up this morning sick as a dog. Which is odd, because I really haven’t seen many dogs with a head cold.

I am congested all the way down below my toes into Burma.

shimmeringjemmy will be taking over my role as Deacon today.
(grumble, been looking forward to Deaconing for a while)

We watched Idiocracy with (mumbles) Wilson. (I really can’t tell them apart)

Humourous while at the same time… a little painful to watch.

After the movie aiden_freeman grabbed the phone receiver away from me.

He took a few steps and pushed the volume button. It rang.

He put it against his hear and went, “Ah-ooooohhhhhh”

Three cheers for more milestones.

Last night he brought me something I asked for. Communication begins

I got home. I got to watch Aiden play in the garden.

Afterwards we came inside for shimmeringjemmy to demonstrate Aiden’s ability to go down steps.

We have half staircases. In other-words, the stairs go halfway up to a landing and then turn 180 degree to go up the the next level.

So the going-up-gate now resides on the first step of the half leading to the top floor.

Aiden quickly climbed the steps…holding onto a toy He turned around and then came down them.

The first step was daunting. He came to the edge and looked like he was going to pitch right over. But then he plopped down at the edge and let his feet dangle until he could reach the next step. Then he stood up… plopped on the step he’d just landed on and repeated.

When he was two near the bottom he misjudged and pitched forward. I caught him in my lap. I gave him many hugs of congratulation.

Aiden seemed a bit put off my my affection. The manner could be best described as, “Come on dad, you’re embarrassing me.”

I put him down and he quickly climbed to the second step and came back down. This time with no problems.

And then I realized what he’d done.

It was as if he knew he’d blown the last two steps on the first trip and wanted to go back and do them right.

He could have climbed all the way back up. But he climbed to the point where he’d lost control, then came down and didn’t show interest in immediately going back up.

This is a lot more cognative than I was expecting.