lil stinker

Thought maybe I should put an update up that isn't just pictures. Although I know the pictures are pretty cute (I could be biased), maybe everyone would like to know what Liam is up to these days.

One new "fun" (for him) thing he has learned how to do is open the trash can! Oh, and throw things in it :) I frequently find his toys and i-pod in the trash can. Luckily he has not learned that opening the toilet lid is the same concept. I'm not quite ready for things to be thrown in there. A few things that he has been doing for quite a while, but are still annoying, are taking books off of the bookshelf, playing in and eating Emmett's dog food, and playing with the dvd's and dvd player. Not sure how I am going to break the dog food thing. He is obsessed with it! And the poor dog has to eat, so its not like I can put it up where he can't reach it. In the past week he will walk into the laundry room where the dog food is at, and I will tell him no (like I always do), and he will stand there and stare at it (and at me, while I am trying not to smile), then walk away. So I guess its a step in the right direction. That is something I need to work on...my poker face. Lots of the bad things he does are just too dang cute, so I try not to smile so I don't egg it on, but sometimes that just doesn't happen.

There are lots of not naughty things he is doing also :). He LOVES to play peek-a-boo. He has played this game for quite a while but now when he pulls the blanket off his face he says "pee-boo!" Its pretty adorable. He is getting much more verbal. Pee-boo, is one of his many words now. He also says, mommy, daddy, doggie, puppy, yo!, yeah, no, baby, hi, bye-bye, papa, bird, bubble. I'm sure there are a few more that I am forgetting, but the point being he is sure starting to talk a lot more! We love it! You might have noticed in the list of words was the word, Yo! Jeremy taught him to say that the other day. Now when he sees someone and gets excited, he will say, "Yo!" Its pretty cute.

Lets see...he has just recently learned to climb up into his little kid chairs. He gets up in there and is so proud of himself. He gets a big smile on his face and claps :). He is also very good at throwing balls now. It is pretty fun to play catch with him, because he gets so proud of himself when he catches it! Another fun thing he is doing is, signing. We have been trying to teach him some baby sign language, and he is finally starting to catch on a little! He will do the sign for sleep, when he is tired. He also does the signs for more, ball and shoes. It is just amazing to watch him figure things out and watch it finally click. I like to think he is a pretty smart boy :)

I will end with a traumatic story :) Not sure who it was more traumatic for, me or Liam. Yesterday afternoon Liam was taking his afternoon nap and I peeked in to check on him, and I thought it was really cute that he had fallen asleep with his leg all the way through the slat of the crib. Then about 30 minutes later he starts crying on and off so I peek in on him again, but he is in the same position, so I thought he was just fussing in his sleep. But the crying continued, so I went in there. He was awake and saw me at the door, but instead of jumping up, like he usually would, he just laid there and stared at me. That was panic attack number 1. I get over to his crib and realize his leg is pretty well jammed in between the crib slats. So I start trying to wiggle it out and its not budging. Panic attack number 2. So I yell at Jeremy to come in and help me and we are both tugging and pulling on his leg trying to get it out. By this time he is screaming (I'm sure it didn't feel good), and I am on the verge of tears, so I climb in the crib with him to attempt to keep him calm (ok, and me), while we try to get his leg free. After trying for what felt like 20 minutes I am yelling at Jeremy to go get saw and saw the crib apart. I guess that would be panic attack number 3. Thank goodness he DIDN'T listen to me, and instead of got a tub of butter. After applying some butter to his leg it slid right out. Poor Liam had a bruised and swollen knee/upper thigh to show for it. But after the incident he was walking and climbing on everything like nothing happened. So I gave him some ibuprofen and iced his knee, and called it good.