Spunky cuteness

Is my belly button still there?

All of the pics in this post were taken by our awesome friend Ronda, who generously offered to take Elijah's two-year pictures. Thanks Ronda!

Elijah has been super spunky this week. I think someone flipped on the Spunk Switch. He is crawling at lightning speed, absolutely everywhere, getting into everything. During the first 21 months of his life, when we thought he might not ever crawl, many people said to me, "Just wait till he's into everything and then you'll wish he hadn't started crawling." Well, those people were wrong. I have prayed so hard for "normal" stuff for him that I don't care how many times I have to run back and forth and around in circles. I LOVE IT.

Along with the spunk, there has also been a lot of whining. It really gets old some days, but again, it's another "normal" thing, so I really can't complain at all.

We've seen some good progress with speech development this week. He has started saying BOOOO and pointing at his stuffed bear, who is named Baloo (and who is also blue). I think that smart boy has caught on to the meaning of Baloo's name because he has started pointing at other blue things and saying BOOOO. He is also saying Mama and Dada a little bit more consistently. I mentioned none of this to his speech therapist tonight because she would have tried to work on these specific things with him and I'm afraid he would stop doing them. We don't ask him to say words or do signs at home anymore. We verbally label things and do some sign language as an example for him, showing no expectations for him to do it, and that seems to be a much more effective way of getting him to communicate. He does not like being told what to do.

He's still coughing, but it's not interfering with sleep too much anymore. We're still doing nebs twice every day.

We have a few little fun things planned for the weekend, so we'll hopefully have some more fun pics to share very soon..


I could just kiss on that beautiful face all day long.


Belly button happiness!










Monkey kisses.


Mr. Potato Head kisses.








He wasn't a happy boy when it was time to get out of this.