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Noah has now figured out "crawling for transportation." He knows he can do it, and he can book it across a room to get to something exciting. (Related to this, Jonathan has been learning - and we relearning - to put things up high that we don't want Noah to get to.) His ability to move on his own is such an incredible thing to watch. I'm amazed every time. It also enables him to entertain himself more while I'm doing other things. For example, just now we came home from shopping and I needed to go upstairs with the groceries. He protested my leaving and I said I'd be right back to get him. But when I came back (after only dropping the bags on the kitchen floor) he was happily investigating some toy he found. So I went back up and put everything away - with Jonathan's help! ("You're welcome for helping you put the groceries away, Mommy.")
Jonathan can identify all the numerals from 0-9 now, and most of the letters.
He can find them pretty quickly on a keyboard, too, so those of you who get emails from him will start to see readable parts. He writes "4565" all by himself, and then asks me to spell words and he finds the letters. He's also delighted to find numbers and letters around town. A billboard for a radio station, route and vehicle numbers on a bus, our very own 4565 on the house. He does tend to read from right to left, but we just tell him that in English we read from left to right and then he'll correct himself.
One of the things I wrote on my lost planner list was Jonathan's spontaneous writing of a capital H and reminding me that that is what my name starts with. Then he proceeded to write the rest of my name. If he didn't know the letter, I wrote it on the chalkboard for him and he'd copy it (very roughly in some cases.)
On January 10, Jonathan opened a can with a can opener all by himself.
On January 11, Noah was enjoying my butternut squash and I was signing and saying "more, please?" everytime I offered another bite. After a while, he'd respond with a definite affirmative sound and face.
Also, if I recall correctly, most (all?) of the Wightmans didn't like the squash recipe until adding brown sugar to them.
Heather meant regular numeral numbers.
We were naming the states today as we put the states puzzles together, and Jonathan would read the letters on the ones he didn't know (at least for the first couple, before he got tired of reading and sounding things out).
He held up a puzzle piece upside down and said that it didn't fit anywhere in the puzzle (the puzzle is now missing a handful of pieces, so he ended up with a couple that went in the what-I-call-the-midwest-but-midwesterners-object spot. I asked him to read the letters, with the hope that he would figure it was upside-down by himself.
S-I-O-N-I... he waited probably 10 seconds before I suggested turning it upside-down, which he skeptically did, but didn't really get it, or try to get it, I think, until I asked him to read it again, and this time he figured out that they were L's. He did turn the piece over a couple times to check - I think it was confusing since all of the letters except the L's could be viewed in either direction.
I had him read I-D-A-H-O when he asked what it was called, but had to sound out I-DA-HO before he got it: "i-DUH-ho".
It is so fun to watch him figure things out.
Oh - he kept up his comedy routine with Mrs. Sippy and Mr. Sippy. He got tired of reading about halfway through that word - too many Is and Ss in a row.
Cut squash in half, scoop out seeds. Generously brush cookie sheet wth olive oil. Place squash cut side down on sheet. Bake at 350F until a skewer easily pokes through the thickest part. Scoop out the flesh aand mash in a bowl. It's pretty good just all by itself, but I do like to add a little butter.
Jon's dad's way:
Peel and cube squash, discarding seeds. Cook in a pressure cooker until tender. Mash. Add butter if desired.
I forgot to answer the question about the funny noise at the end of the video. That's Jonathan's "remote control" helicopter. It's an automated version of those little pull-string helicopters, and of course in addition to the spinning motor it has lights and sounds.
"what-I-call-the-midwest-but-midwesterners-object" reminds me of the Yankee girl -- who shall remain nameless but who reads this blog -- who went off to college at the University of Dayton (Ohio). When asked by fellow students why she chose that school, she replied, "I always wanted to go out west." She never lived that down.