At the playground

overheard today

Mama: Standing up on the bed is dangerous. The bed is high, and if you fall from a high place, you can really hurt yourself.
Miran (matter-of-factly): So, we don't do that.

Miran: Praying mantis [a little toy] is crying!
Mama: Why is he crying?
Miran: 'Cause it wants his daddy.

Miran (explaining his actions while playing with Lego): Building a tower. Put a flower on it. Put a window on it. Little man go in the house. Little man come out of the house. Little man climbing on top of the chimney. Hello, Man! And go up the steps and go into the house. Going home. People going home. Man is going home. Tired and sleepy. Man is tired and sleepy. Cup full of water. Here, Man. Open the door. Wake up, Man!

weaned

It's been a week and a half since we nursed, and though he still asks occasionally, we are definitely weaned. We had a good two-year-plus run, though! Miran says, "Big boys don't need to nurse!"

I was just thinking there have been so many changes in the last few months. He's gone from a crib to a toddler bed. He's gotten rid of the pacifier. He is pretty much completely potty trained when at home (but still wears a diaper when he sleeps and when we go outside). In the last week or so, he's started drinking consistently from a regular cup instead of a sippy.

evolving

Miran's language is really evolving, to where many of his utterances are completely grammatically correct. He has recently begun to use pronouns on a consistent basis, too.

For example, me yesterday: Where did you get those new shoes?
Miran: From the store!

or

Miran: I want a cookie! (seeing picture of cookie in book)
Me: We don't have any cookies.
Miran: I want one!

or

Miran: I want a dustpan.
Me: Well, the dustpan is dirty, but why don't you use this (cardboard) and pretend it's a dustpan?
Miran: I want a REAL dustpan.

or

Miran: Daddy, clap your feet!

In other news . . . we have only nursed once (briefly) in the last four days . . . so I think we're pretty much weaned. Sad. The time is right, but it makes me feel sad. And it makes Miran sad, too, though he's handling it well.