A.B. Kagledom

As I was getting ready for work this morning, Simon (per his usual routine) started jumping on the bed. He sat down but not before Adlai entered the room with Matthew. Having seen big brother jump on the bed, Adlai (with support from Matthew) began to jump on the bed. Each time he lifted off he perfectly pronounced the word: “Jumping! Jumping! Jumping!”

And that is when Matthew and I passed out (mentally) from shock. Sure, Adlai has a few odd favorite phrases that he consistently uses at appropriate times (“thank you” being his favorite) and sure he repeats things after he hears them (pointing at the word “Bake” on the oven and repeating “Bake!” after we told him what it said) but this morning no one mentioned “jumping”...

Creepy.

Posted by kagledom at 10:42 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Adlai woke up with a runny nose. Two hours later the three constant strands of drool coming from his mouth had drenched his entire shirt. And then with the runny behind...

Apparently, unsatisfied with turning one and only having two teeth, the boy is on a mission to add a few teeth - pronto. It looks like he's getting the entire top section all at once but none have actually poked through.

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As most of you know, I plan to start weaning Adlai next week. I’m not sure yet how I’ll go about it. I plan to stop pumping on his birthday as a present to myself but traveling over Christmas might be less stressful with an established routine. A good portion of me is thrilled by the idea of not nursing anymore; it hasn’t been an easy or fun experience. But, as much as I bemoan nursing, I’ve become used to being depended upon. A good portion of every day is devoted to figuring out how much we have, how much we need, if I’m making enough or will have to add another session, cleaning, cleaning, and more cleaning, and organizing and sitting. I have spent an average of three hours every day for the past 359 days feeding Adlai; that’s over 1000 hours which is like 45 continuous days.

Giving up that commitment is difficult. Not having Adlai need me for sustenance is incredibly freeing and overwhelmingly sad.

Adlai, however, is unintentionally making the process a bit easier. For the past several days, after his morning nursing, he leans back and lets out a satisfied “Ahhhhh!” And then, with a big smile, he looks into my eyes, raises out his arms and says his favorite phrase: “Ank you!”

Posted by kagledom at 03:52 PM | Permalink

Adlai took a break from the whole idea of unaided walking until this evening when he walked, in front of all three of us, from his bedroom to the dining room. Matthew counted thirteen steps before Adlai gracefully sat down.

It should also be reported that last weekend the boys shut themselves in Simon's bedroom and there was much giggling for a long while before they came out and shut themselves in Adlai's bedroom where there was much giggling before they joined again in the living room to make a mess with toys. I think this is officially the start of a long life of playing together and, let me tell you, it was great not to be involved.

Pictures are uploaded to Flickr and now it is time for bed.

Posted by kagledom at 09:14 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

The Feefadders were over for dinner last night when Grandmother pointed out that Adlai seemed to be saying "Thank you." Asked to repeat himself, he again said "ank ooo" and, as the evening progressed, "ank you" (adding the "y" sound after a dramatic pause between the words). As I was putting him to bed he continued to repeat the phrase.

Although he is mastering so many words at this point, it isn't clear that he understands what he means. While he was being nursed in the wee hours of the morning, he looked up at the clock radio, waved and cheerfully greeted it with "Hi Da!"

Posted by kagledom at 11:33 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

I was in the kitchen, Matthew was in the bedroom, Simon was "folding" laundry on one side of the living room and Adlai was unfolding laundry on the other. I turned around to put something away only to find the wee Adlai Bernard walking from the living room to the dining area. I saw at least three steps but there may have been more. We convinced him to do it again a couple of more times but only when the camera wasn't on.

Adlai walks! It suits his personality perfectly that he wantred to give it a try when no one was watching.

Posted by kagledom at 08:21 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)