30 months . . .2 1/2 years! This feels like a big milestone for some reason, maybe because there's been so many "big kid" changes since he turned 2 (the big bed, wearing briefs, etc). I think I can honestly say the baby stage is a distant blur. Of course, much of the last 2 1/2 years is a blur thanks to many sleep deprived nights which we owe mostly to Mr. Henry!
Tonight I commented to Henry "you're stinky" to which he replies "No, I'm Henry John Wichman". Such a character. He is still a blondy whose hair has a mind of its own - really no reason to brush/comb it; it won't lay flat. I can still describe Henry as someone who can play well independently,
does not like to go to bed by himself, and favors the word "no" just a
little too much. He is either the most stubborn or the most strong-willed two
year old I know, I only hope he outgrows some of it. He can entertain
himself with Thomas the Train, looking at books, coloring, playing with
cars, along with just dumping all the toys out of their bins.
Henry received his last Pulmicort breathing treatment and
dose of singular on May 11, just before our trip to Kansas City. We
were given the green light to stop the treatments when the weather
warmed up and may have gone on longer than needed but it's all a
guessing game. We see the asthma doc again in September for a fall
evaluation - with any luck we won't need any before then but we will
take it day by day and hope for the best.
Potty training is still a work in progress though the last couple of
weeks has seen improvements. Henry is all boy when it comes to peeing,
simply put. He is very interested in watching things happen and, as a
result, ends up getting his clothes wet more than he should. I am
pleased to report he is a lot more reliable in public to share when he
needs to potty. He did take his diaper off twice at nap time a few
weeks ago. Let's just say after the 2nd time he needed to get his hands
washed as he got them a little dirty.
During the trip to Kansas City
we broke the habit of taking a water cup to bed. He asked for it
the first night at the hotel and I simply said we forgot it and that was
that. He asked about it when we got home and I did not give in; after a few nights of complaining it has become a faded memory. A
little surprising to me is that he has been waking up dry some mornings though I am not ready to tackle potential wet sheets just yet and continue to put him in a diaper at nap and at night.
I did decide the other week Henry needed to start walking into daycare now that he is almost 2 1/2. I had been "babying" him until now to hurry us along in addition to trying to protect Henry from the weather elements. Now that the weather is warmer and I don't fear him getting a cold as much there is no excuse. The little man still has a few more "baby" stages to graduate from. The first day he wasn't too happy about this new idea as he cried/whined all the way to his room and stopped as soon as I picked him up for a goodbye hug. The days since have gone smoother.
Our little daredevil jumped at the chance to go on an inflatable the other week. This inflatable had little stepping stairs up and a slide down. We were at the inflatable to watch a friend of Ralph's and Henry sat down to take his shoes off. There was no stopping him. He went down the slide 3-4 times before deciding he had had enough (or the bigger kids had come back and started jumping a little too much).
His language continues to develop. The most challenging word he has said lately is "dangerous" - and it really came out of no where. Ralph said something about a helicopter on Henry's head and Henry said that would be dangerous.
Henry has started taking showers with Daddy and loves them.
Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are one of our standard lunches on the weekend, especially those days we pack a lunch since we will be out and about at lunchtime. Henry likes to dissect the sandwich and eat the bread one slice at a time, thus eating the jelly bread first then the peanut butter bread (or vice versa) which makes for a messier Henry.
Naps during Memorial Day weekend got to a new low, all three days got to a point I had to hold the door shut and force him to take a nap. He knows how to call the shots. 30-40 minutes after he is suppose to be sleeping he ends up telling me he has to potty or poop thus stalling the nap a little more. At least one day I put the little potty in his room so he he take care of his needs himself but then he needs to be rediapered since he is in diapers at nap so it didn't really help much.
Henry's bed has now been put on its frame. We were hoping he would
follow the rules of staying in bed better if it were on a frame. After
the first few nights it became clear that it didn't seem to matter. He continued to get out of bed. The
bottom line with most of the issues at bedtime is that he likes mommy
to be in his room. If I'm not home and Mike puts him to bed it goes a
lot more smoothly. Mike and Henry did have a little heart to heart the other night; with any luck a new leaf has been turned over. After this heart to heart I decided it was Mike's turn to put Henry to bed. We are only on night #3 - cross your fingers I have good news to report next month!
(Henry is currently taking swimming lessons but that will be blogged separately when lessons are done.)
30 month check up: Henry had his 30 month check up on June 13. He picked up a little over 2 pounds in the last six months and is up to 25.2 pounds (6%). His initial height was 34.2" (10%) but we re-measured and I forgot to get the measurement. He was remeasured because it seemed lower than it should. The new measurement was another centimeter or so in his favor. The overall report was good. Doc did suggest we should try to get more high calorie foods in him in an attempt to help him again weight. We also discussed ways to try to decrease his stubborn attitude. No great epiphany except to remain constant in how we respond to him.