Jonathan Stories

I always want to write things down here, but usually by the end of the day, I'm just tired. Jonathan has been doing some very cute little things recently. Today he was playing with "the baby in the mirror." He walked over to our mirror by the door and held out his hand, offered toys, and talked to his reflection for quite a while. Then I would say, "Go see the baby in the mirror," and he would walk back over there and smile at himself. I put a dab of frosting on his nose to test if he recognized the image as himself. He went to touch the reflection's nose, not his own, so I think he does believe it's another baby. It made me smile, but also made me sad that Jonathan does not have friends his age with whom to play & socialize. It would be really nice to have some friends or family nearby.

Also the other day while snuggling in bed, I rubbed noses with him. Then he insisted on rubbing noses with me. (Except I got rather slobbered over, as he did it with his mouth wide open and made the sound "AHHHHHHHHH"). Silly kid. It may sound gross, but it was cute.

Later that day, once we came downstairs, I was sitting on the floor with him. We had just finished a book (now he brings books to me he wants read). He got up and walked behind me, to go play. But before he went, he leaned in and rested his body and head on my back, sort of like a hug. Then he was off to play. It was like he said, "Bye Mom, thanks." He's a pretty sweet little boy.

Now he also will clap his hands when he wants me to sing "I'm going to Kentucky"-- his new favorite song (or "Dinosaur Train"). He dances around and smiles.

I also don't think I wrote the Elmo story. A few weeks ago J.D. was playing rough with Elmo (sort of punching him in the face). It was funny, but I thought it would be good to model loving behavior toward Elmo. So, I gave Elmo a big hug, held him close to my face, kissed him, and said "I love you." Jonathan watched all this very closely. Then I handed Elmo to Jonathan. I hoped maybe he would act loving too. Instead, he handed Elmo right back to me. Eventually I set Elmo down. Jonathan found him, and again, he brought him over to me. He did this the rest of the night and still does it. Every time Jonathan finds Elmo, he brings him to me. Apparently, Jonathan did not want to hug and kiss Elmo, but he wanted Mom to have Elmo, if it made her happy.

Today we climbed the stairs over and over chasing cats and waiting for J.D. to get home.