Monday, August 19, 2013

25 Months

I told myself I was going to stop doing monthly pictures for the boys once they were two, but I changed my mind. I think it is really fun to have a monthly record of their growth- both in pictures and in writing. Also, I'm planning on making the monthly blog posts into photobooks so that we can look back and
remember what the boys were like at each month milestone.
Asher is a full-fledged 2-year-old, complete with several daily tantrums and a will to do everything himself. The first tantrum of the day is usually when its time to change Asher's clothes. Like I mentioned in a past post, Asher has this weird thing about getting really attached to whatever he is currently wearing and doesn't want to take it off. It may be related to his habit of really liking routines- whatever the routine is, that is what Asher thinks we should always do and that's what he likes best. Sometimes Asher has a tantrum and insists that I put his PJ's back on, and other times he insists that he be "nakey". After having a HUGE meltdown about wanting to keep his pajamas on, I decided that wasn't something I really wanted to battle with him over, so now I just let him wear them. He typically decides within a half hour that he wants to be nakey (I insist on him still wearing a diaper), then a little while later he will pick up his cloths off the floor where I put them and bring them to me to put on. He is very particular about what he wears though. He usually wants one of three shirts- one with a tractor, one with a boat, or one with a truck. If I want him to wear anything else, I either need to convince him that it is from Paul and Ben (a good portion of his clothes are hand-me-downs from them anyway), wrestle it on to him, or if Austin is around have him put it on Asher.
Asher continues to adore his dad. He still has tantrums sometimes when Austin leaves for work, but lots of times now he will settle for a kiss goodbye then just stand at the window and wave to dad as he leaves. In the last few days, Asher has started calling Austin by his name every once in a while. I first noticed it when I left Asher in his highchair eating breakfast and Leif in his exersaucer playing while I took a shower. Usually when I do this, Asher starts calling for me after a few minutes and keeps it up until I come down. This time, when I got out of the shower, I noticed him calling "Austin". Maybe he had called for mommy while I was in the shower, didn't get the response he wanted, so he decided to use his dad's name. He says it to Austin sometimes and just walks around saying it sometimes. Its funny, but I try not to laugh at him too much and just keep telling him that to call him "dad".
Asher has also finally started saying his own name. The other day he heard Leif squealing in the other room and I told him he was saying "where is Asher? I want to play with my brother." So Asher pointed to himself and said "Asher" twice. Now, just like with Austin's name he will walk around and just randomly say Asher, but he still doesn't say it when you ask him who he is or what his name is.
Speaking of Leif squealing, Asher has also decided that he would like to squeal, but it usually comes out as a really annoying high pitched scream that he does over and over. I'm sure that he just does it for attention and it drives me crazy, so I'm trying not to give him attention for that, and give him more attention for other things. He sees me responding to Leif when he squeals- but its cute coming from a baby who can't speak and who does it just because he is so happy. It's not at all cute coming from a two-year-old who can say most things.
Asher loves his play kitchen and likes to pretend he is cooking. He says "make" while he is playing and also says that to me when I'm in the real kitchen cooking something. Asher also loves me to make him forts, which he usually calls "tents", he loves blowing bubbles, and he is recently in love with playing with water on our front porch.
Now that Asher is 2, he has been going out with Grandpa Brent, Paul, and Ben on Thursday nights. He was really well behaved the first time, but was a little more wild the next time. I tell him in the afternoon if they are coming that evening and he gets so excited waiting for them. When he sees them in front of our house, he starts bouncing around and can't wait to get out the door and when he comes back you can see that he clearly had a great time. I love that he is able to get some special time with his grandpa and cousins.
Asher loves to make silly faces out of the blue. He will just be sitting there eating or playing or something and will suddenly open his eyes really wide, raise his eyebrows, squint his eyes, or smile really goofy. This is probably because Austin and I make silly faces at Asher a lot, so maybe he thinks its just normal to do. Or maybe he is just trying to get us to laugh.
For quite awhile now, Asher has been saying my name over and over and over and over and over- even if I respond to him. It seems like most of the time, he doesn't truly want a response from me- he just wants to keep up constant banter with me.  About 50% of Asher's waking time sounds like this "Mom, Mom, Mommy, Mommya, Mommya. . . .Mommya, Mom. . . .Mom, MOMMYA!" I don't know where the Mommya came from, but maybe its like a nickname he has for me. He also calls Austin Daddya.
Asher loves getting into the refrigerator. Sometimes he will ask for milk just so he can take one sip then put it in the fridge, get it out 30 seconds later, take another sip, and put it back in, repeat. . . . So far he hasn't tried to get many other things out, but sometimes he will spot something then have a fit that he must eat that thing right then. I swore we would never be parents that put a lock on the fridge because we think its better just to teach him that he can't eat whatever he wants whenever he wants to, and I still stand by that idea, but I'm considering locking it up for a few months just for the sake of energy conservation. Some days he opens and closes the fridge so much, despite me telling him not to, that I'm surprised that anything stays cold in there.
Below are the pictures Austin got of Asher this morning before he left for work with the camera. You can see Asher playing with his latest obsession- his "phone". (Its really my super old iPod that I was convinced was dead after I had dropped it so many times, but Austin has gotten it to charge and light up, even though Asher just carries is around and pretends to call people on it).


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