Christmas is only six months away
The house is already feels quite Christmas-y. Lucas has been playing the Christmas carols songs! It is only 6 months to Christmas.
The house is already feels quite Christmas-y. Lucas has been playing the Christmas carols songs! It is only 6 months to Christmas.
Labels: Music
Lucas has been acting as my 'wallet watcher'. Two weeks ago, we were having brunch and this little fellow was getting restless after sitting for awhile. I took him for a walk around the mall and stopped at a few shops, window shopping. Each time I am in a shop, he will pulled me out and said 'Out'. When I was in a hair accessories shop, I was trying some hair pins and I asked him 'Is this hair pin nice?'. He said 'NO'. He pulled my hand, walking towards the door and tell me 'Out'. Then he turned around and looked at the sales ladies and said 'Bye bye'. The two sales ladies burst out laughing.
Labels: shopping
We had 2 big experiments with Lucas in the past few days. We took him to a barber shop instead of the unisex hair saloon for a haircut, and that turned out to be well. Everyone commented on how long his hair was - cannot see his eyes, cannot see his ears. We decided to try the barber as we figured the hair stylist in the hair saloon will not cut his hair when he starts wailing. When we walked in the shop, Lucas started crying when he sees the barber with thick moustache! But the barber is so confident and said, 'It's ok. I have been cutting hair for 40-50 years. I have seen all types of crying babies'. So, Dominic carried Lucas and sat on the chair. I had to hold Lucas's hands and the barber used one of his hand to hold Lucas's head and another to cut. Lucas was wailing and screaming all the time and the barber was so cool about it. It was all over in less than 5 mins, and Lucas actually had a complete haircut! And that costs us only RM8 instead of RM30 in a hair saloon.
With the higher price of everything now, I tried to get Lucas to use to toilet, again. He has been refusing to even sit on the toilet seat. One day, after talking to a friend, I decided to let him go diaperless for a short while. Explained to him numerous times on telling me if he wants to pee. Well...he did tell me but after the event. He peed, walked to me and said 'pee' while pointing to me where he peed. He did that 3 times in an hour, and after the fourth time, I decided to put the diaper on. And not to mention I have to do his laundry after that. The second day was just as fruitless. And now, everytime he peed on his diaper, he will tell me 'pee'. Still a lot of work on this department.
Labels: Haircut, Toilet train
At 20 months, he is quite a fellow.
1. He has finally grown more than 8 teeth. Current count is at 10.
2. He can count 1, 2, 3, 4, 10. Anything in between 4 and 10 are not in his vocabulary as yet.
3. He can recognize letter 'A', 'B', 'O' and 'Z'. Thanks to Sesame Street CDs.
4. He cannot say scissors but know the use. When I was struggling to open his corn flakes, he hands me a pair of scissors without being asked to.
5. He is still on diaper full time. Refused to even sit on his toilet seat.
6. He knows how to ask for the food he likes...ice cream, chocolate, raisins, prunes, cookies.
7. He still doesn't like to have his hair cut.
8. He can feed himself, but of course half of the food is on his bib or on the floor.
9. He is still undecided if he wants to be right-handed or left-handed. He can feed himself using both hands.
10. He knows what he wants to wear..red shirt with a doogie picture or shirt with turtle, etc.
11. He usually 'introduces' us to strangers. When he sees strangers who greeted him, he will look at the stangers and point at me and say 'Mee' (Mommy), and point to Dominic and say 'Daddy'. I guess it is his way of saying this is my Mommy and Daddy.
12. He is still using his bottle. Not cup trained yet.
13. He screams a lot less now..and hope it stays this way.
14. He has been sleeping thru the night (he was awake at 2am everyday for 2 weeks!)..and again hope it stays this way.
15. He is still very shy. When there are people in the lift, he is very hesitant to go in. If he does, he will hug my leg for his dear life.
Labels: Growing Up