28 Days Later

I distinctly heard Peter say two words yesterday. He said “hi” and later on he said “yeah”. Granted, there was no real contextual relevance to his interjections, but I know for a fact that he was welcoming me home (a half hour after I got home, and had been schlepping him around for a while) and, later on, expressing his approval for being in the kitchen. In fact, every so often when I find myself in the kitchen, I can’t help but pump my fist up and down and go “Yessss!” Peter, being his own man, obviously prefers “yeah” to “Yessss!” because at a certain age a fella doesn’t outright copy his father, he just puts his own spin on mimicking him.

Following up on my comment the other day about being a cheeleader for flatulence, I’m starting to enjoy watching him as he works on clearing out the gas. He does a little song and dance, basically, where he wiggles around with his arms and legs going up & down, in & out. As he does this, he grunts along with the moves. He does this for a couple minutes, interrupted every once in a while by the relief of a little toot. He wakes up in the middle of the night doing this sometimes, and weeks ago I would have been very quick to pick him up and comfort him. Now I can just listen and identify what’s going on and ignore it until he gets to the crying stage (if it gets that far – usually it doesn’t). Peter’s mom told me last night that he cranks up the volume for her sometimes when he gets fussy because he knows she’ll go pick him up immediately, whereas I’ll wait a little longer. I don’t know if that’s really the case, though. But I don’t think I’d be surprised if that was the case.

He didn’t sleep much during the day yesterday, so he was tired most of the night. But he didn’t want to sleep, either, at least not until 8:30 or so. He eventually went down for the count after 10:00, but he was ready to wake up at any minute if we made the wrong noise. He’ll sleep through riots some days, and other days he’ll wake up if a feather pops out of a pillow and falls onto the carpeted floor. I’m just hoping the riot-snoozer side of him wins the battle in the end.