He’s a dancing fool

My kid doesn’t watch tv.  Never really been interested in it.  I should amend that statement, he loves himself some VH1 and MTV.  Yes, he loves music videos.  During his meals, our nanny usually has some form of children song playing for him (he’s picked up on the hand motions for all the Brazilian songs already).  Not only does he love to listen to music, he loves to dance to it, even before he could stand  See I have proof:

Rocking Out to the Black Eyed Peas

His first experience to the music video was through his Aunt Ashley, who introduced him to Katy Perry and dancing!

Daddy taught him the fist pump

He’s walking

We always say that we encourage our child to NOT learn to crawl or walk.  But the truth is, when a few months before he turned one he began to want to stand, we couldn’t help encouraging him a bit.  When one day he discovered that his mesmorization with the washing machine enabled him to stand for seconds–un assisted– we couldn’t keep him away from the washing machine the entire day.  Now, this also meant I had to stand behind him to catch him as he would kick his head back, and land flat on his back after about 2 seconds (because he truly believed the magic machine would help him do something I guess).  It was kind of cute, he would touch the washing machine and then try to walk.  After about a day of this, he realized the washing machine didn’t make him walk and gave up.

So as of 6.27, after months of hand holding and walking in circles around our house, or coaxing him to walk a few feet into the safety of his father’s arms, our son is walking!  On his own.

He woke up on the 27th and decided that he wanted to walk.  Now he’s wobbly, but he is adventurous. As long as I’m walking behind him, with my arms on either side to catch him when he loses his balance and falls to the right or left, he will walk.  Heck he will run!  He walked from when end of the house to the other.  By the time my husband got home, all I had to do was balance him and off he went.  As my kid’s been walking by holding my hand since about 10 months, he has no interest in slowly walking.  This seriously worries me! What was I thinking?  He’s going to be ruling this house.  Even now, he is practically running from one person to the other.  We have to keep close tabs on him, as it is very obvious that if someone’s not nearby, he’s excitement will get the best of him, and he will topple right over onto our hard wood floors.

By July 5th he had perfected the fall into a sit, and will– when he wants to go somewhere that we’re not interested in going “break free” of the hand and toddle off on his own.  I think the day walking the beachy sands with dad on the 3rd buoyed his confidence, as the falls didn’t hurt so bad, and the wet, soft sand helped him balance better.

All the cute things

My son will check on the handvac every morning to make sure it’s still in the storage closet– because it scares him.

He loves to steam up the front window, then squats up and down rubbing his face through the steam. I’m sure our security guard thinks it’s the craziest thing.

Any time we enter an area that echo’s my son knows– and the yells begin

My husband has taught my child to scrunch up his nose and sniff

My nanny taught him to sniff his toes… why do they do these things to my kid?

When the nanny picks up his Brazilian flag and hangs it over his door he gets mad, he prefers it on the ground where he can crawl to its center and look up with his big brown eyes, saying “please pull this all around the house so I can lay back and enjoy the ride.”

No matter what he is doing, as soon as he hears the blow dryer turn on he stops and crawls to the bathroom

It seems that my son realizes my husband is anal… when eating food like bananas, whenever he’s handed off he will spit out a bit of the food onto my husband.

He also had a really odd obsession with drains (Which are everywhere in the houses here in Brazil)… when he was a baby I accidentally stepped on his finger and blamed it on a drain by yelling bad at it… well to this day he stomps drains and yells “bad!”

When he kicks the soccer ball he yells goal.

He loves to give hugs and loves to his “ow wow wow” – his teddy bear.

He loves to assist in rubbing lotion on him after the bath, and insists on rubbing it on his fat little belly.

He is not afraid of the shower, and sticks his tongue out and shoves his face under the shower head.

He goes on walks… on the treadmill downstairs sometimes.

And most of all his loves “inha” and will knock on her door if she isn’t up by 9am, so she can come out and play.