Noah is in a very obsessive stage at the moment. It started with the Teletubbies, and the constant requests to watch them. And it progressed to the dancing bear segment on the Teletubbies. And then he started asking repeatedly for “Itsy Bitsy Spider” and “I’m a Little Teapot.” And now he keeps asking for “-ish” and kneading his hands together to let me know he wants the Play Doh. Yesterday he took it to a new level. I was on one of the Teletubbies websites showing him some of the little animated games and he was really getting a kick out of them. But then he saw the stupid “Little Bo Peep” game, and it was all over. I won’t bother you with details other than to say it contains a lot of baaing. And given Noah’s inclination toward the bleating of sheep, he LOVED it. So much so that whenever we stopped watching it he cried. Last night while Mark was changing his diaper and putting him in his pajamas, Noah was crying and baaing. “Boo hoo hoo BAAA! Boo hoo hoo BAA!” It was so sad, so cute and so funny all at the same time. I was having a real hard time keeping a straight face. And can you guess what he said as soon as he woke up this morning? Baa. He said baa.
Just as amazing to me as the obsessions themselves are the ways he's developed little hand motions or one word requests to communicate his wants. For the dancing bear he shakes his shoulders, for the spider song he wiggles his fingers together over his head, and for the teapot he tilts his head to the side. He’s got his own little language and we must all conform.
Last night the three of us went to a neighborhood meeting. I was able to overhear some of the information conveyed while I followed the boy up and down the hallway leading to the meeting room. He was pretty well behaved, but a well behaved toddler can still be a distraction so I’m not sure if we’ll be trying this again anytime soon. On the upside he enjoyed himself and got a lot of smiles and compliments from the neighbors. This afternoon we’re going out to Qtown to visit with my Oma and Grandfather who’s home from rehabilitation, and to have some hang time with Papa Joe. I best go get ready for that excursion. Baa.