Oh, how I would love to freeze time — and Finn — just the way he is now. Exactly now.

It seems like every single (daytime) minute of his nineteenth month has offered a surprise, a reason to gasp or laugh, a surge of joy. A couple of weeks ago, when driving past a silver trumpet tree in bloom, he came out with, “more yellow? More yellow? More yellow trees?” — and I took a roundabout route in a desperate attempt to find more yellow trees. A day or two later he demanded “more school bus?” when we passed children on their way home from school, and now buses — vehicles that previously brought to mind green, sweaty vinyl — are oh, so precious when they drive by. Then there are certain things that make me laugh when they probably shouldn’t, like when Finn got mosquito bites on his feet and at the dinner table lifted his left foot and said, “hurt, left! Kiss it! Kiss it!” The fact that our kisses REALLY make things better makes my heart want to burst, but what also amazes me is the fact that he knows his left foot from his right — and thinks it’s worth mentioning. And as an English teacher, I have to say that his use of verbs really livens things up. These days he doesn’t just say “plane” or “cloud” or “up”; he tells us there’s a “plane flying” or a “cloud moving,” and when he is intent on “climbing up”:

One of his favorite things to do is to climb up on “Daddy’s chair,” which is for some reason much more interesting than “Mommy’s chair.” Who cares, though? He’s using possessives! Plus, someday soon — with a BIT more practice — he’ll be spelling the word “Mommy”:

We’re still working on the important part — the sounds the letters actually make — but this month, Finn has learned that letters come together to make words that mean things, and has learned to recognize most of the alphabet. Still, it’s funny how an “X” can look like a “T,” or even an airplane:

Teaching Finn what a question mark is may seem silly — and I guess it is: maybe that’s why it’s so much fun. He loves to play and goof around, and the goofing almost always involves doing something new, or doing something old in a novel way, like the time he picked up his soft, squishy bath shapes, stacked them together and said “sandwich! Licious!” — and then pretended to take a bite and chew. After dinner last night, while Keith got the bath ready according to custom, I asked Finn where he was going next, and he said “bath,” as he always does. I then asked the next question: “what are you going to DO in the bath?” I expected him to say “wash hair,” or “bubbles,” or “clean.” Instead, he decided to say “dance,” and started wiggling around. He was playing with my expectations — and we both loved it. Every moment, every conversation, every game, every time we read a book, I wait to see what he’ll do next. Sometimes, he follows a routine, like when he wants to read my LEAST favorite book, “Snappy (Little Numbers),” and ALWAYS has to say “broken” each time he sees a pop-up animal with a part missing (because he previously ripped it off). Other times, he does something completely new, either because of a change in his own expanding perceptions, or because of a change in the environment, like when the (poorly wired) ceiling light recently shut off in the middle of our bedtime read:

I truly never thought I could have so much fun with a  bounce, a question mark, a green boot, a left foot.


4 thoughts on “Fun

  1. When I go through your writings I feel how nice could be with my Finn too. Your Finn can a lot and he must be an intelligent little boy.
    I do not exactly know what all my Finn can. I saw him on 22nd May for few hours and had little time finding out what he all can. Most of the our time we had to use trying to calm him.
    I wish I can also have my Finn everyday with me and share the world how it is with him.
    Wish you and your Finn a nice time all through the future.

  2. Wow! He is amazing with the letters! He’ll be reading in a couple months. What a brilliant little boy. You clearly passed your verbal talents on to him.

  3. Samm — speaking of brilliance, your little Mia was practically talking in the womb! Her skills with language may make her the next Shakespeare…

    Rajendra — It must be so difficult being away from your son. I hope you get a very nice visit with your Finn soon!

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