Jonathan

Growing Up to the Big 3…

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My boy is going to be 3 years old soon…

Two months back when I asked him his age, he was still saying, “I am 2 years old.”
After some brainwashing from me, he will now say, “I am going to be 3 years old.”
I’m starting another brainwashing session for him to say, “I am 3 years old.”

When I asked him, when is his birthday.  He answered, “In the room.”  Because we got his 2nd birthday pic hanging on the wall of our bedroom.  I guess he is confused with “when” and “where”.  He answered it right occasionally…”October 8.”

We are planning to throw him a birthday party this year since he now know how to have fun. I showed him many designs of cake. Asked him to choose which one is his favourite.  He will go like, “Ermmm…I want Thomas Train.  Ermmm…I want Mickey Mouse.  Ermmm…I want action hero.” The next time you ask him again, his like changes.   He is so undecisive…like me! 😛

A very impatient boy. Temporamental at time. When he couldn’t get something done, he gets agitated easily. I calmed and talked to him many times on this but still couldn’t “fix” this personality of his.

Still a shy boy. He needs warming up. Brought him for a Muzikgarten trial class and he refused to enter the room. Was clinging to me the whole session and refused to participate. He opened his mouth only towards the end of the class and gave the teacher a goodbye hug.

Timid. Fear of fire crackers and loud noises. When he sees Tinker Bell hiding underneath the flower petals or the big cat coming, he hid himself under the blanket too.

Despite all his mischievous act and temper, he is still an obedient boy and a great helper.  Of course he needed some pushing and encouragement sometimes.

Now that he is more vocal, I love to ask him questions to simulate his thinking. Sometimes he gave silly answers. Well, kid’s imagination.

These are some of the things about my boy…Mommy’s boy but spoiled by Daddy. 😛

This Is What I Call…

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…Vita-juice!

Mommy can’t figure out how I got this word from. She never introduces Vitagen to me before except for Yakult, Solivite and Nutrigen.


 

…Lift-Fork!

My Daddy got me this forklift. The fork can move up and down. Isn’t this cool?

Something on Jonathan

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My 2.5 years old boy is growing up! I am unable to catch up. Do you know what I mean?

He begged me to carry him in the shopping mall yesterday.  Oh dear, he is so much heavier than he was the last time I carried him 9 months ago. He is now 15kg.

His vocab has improved a lot. That makes our conversation more understandable and enjoyable. Now, he is able more willing to follow you read or sing. He can answer your questions and tell you stories from pictures or retell the tv shows he had watched. His favourite tv show is Special Agent OSO.

Since the arrival of Samantha and with her condition that requires more care and attention, I spent less time with Jonathan now. I could only watch him play on his own. Missed putting him to sleep and snuggling beside him. Missed our bathroom fun time. I missed our bonding time so much!

With a new baby in the family, he is learning to behave like a brother.  He is a great lil’ helper and “runner”. He has the brotherly instinct in him naturally. Whenever Samantha cries, he will put aside whatever he is doing and be the first running to her little sister, comforting her. He watched how I take care of Samantha. He reminds me when I forget her handky. He imitates how I express breastmilk. He even use a handky to wipe his chest as how I clean my nipple every time I finished expressing milk. *slap head*

Tell me you like his new hair style. 😛 I love it but many want to chop off his “tail”.

 

Off His Favourite

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I never thought I could do this and complete the mission successfully.  😛  It is a date to remember that finally Jonathan boy is off his favourite pacifier (or peh peh he would call it being the first syllabus “pa”).

Two weeks ago, on a Saturday night that was 27/3/2010, Darling initiated the mission which I was doubting if we could sustain. It was a tough night for Jonathan boy. Initially, he asked for his peh peh with his manja voice as usual but his request was rejected by us. Then he started to whine, then cried, then thrown tantrum by rolling on the bed, kicking here and there. We kept telling him “no more peh peh“, “Jonathan big boy already”, “peh peh for baby only”, “peh peh shame shame” but he still can’t accept it.  After sometime, he drifted into dreamland with tears.  Oh, my poor boy. In the middle of the night, he woke up once to look for his peh peh and cried when he can’t find them.

The second night, he went to bed without any fuss as he was too tired because he didn’t take his afternoon nap. Phew……we thought tonight is an easy night. Who knows, it was Chap Goh Mei! He was awaken by the firecrackers and it turned an easy night into a horrible night. He cried so terriblely as though having a bad dream.

The following nights, Darling was on night shift. I warned him that if I couldn’t bear with Jonathan’s act, I’ll give in. (Guess I am not as firm as him or not as patience as him)  I was praying hard that Jonathan won’t give me a hard time each night. Hehe….he was very co-operative indeed.  Few nights in the beginning, he requested for his peh peh and I kept telling him “no more peh peh“, “Jonathan big boy already”, “peh peh for baby only”, “peh peh shame shame”. It was really a brainwashing session. He didn’t cry or throw tantrum but just whine a little. I gave him his milk bottle or water bottle with teat to soothe himself.

One week gone. Occasionally he still ask for it.  He nearly wanted to pull out the toy pacifier from one of the doll. The following week, he began to understand and accept it. He never asked for his peh peh anymore. We browsed through the photos in my camera and when he sees himself with pacifier, he said, “Jonathan shame shame”.  When we asked him if he still wants peh peh, he said, “Peh peh for baby.”

Many asked me before this, when would I want to wean him off from pacifier. I couldn’t gave an answer because I was afraid to see him “suffer”.   If you ask me now, how to do it, I can only share with you what we had been through.  It really depends on your child, how you handle the situation and perseverance is very important. Some parents had to perform tricks (like cutting off the pacifier in front of the kid), some kids need to be encouraged with some “bribe”, and like my son, I think he just need to be brain-washed. 🙂 (Now I’m wondering if he will easily get influenced by others when he grows up. Hmmm…..)

Not forgetting, all credit goes to Darling, for being a very supportive husband and a firm Daddy.  And also Jonathan boy for being a very understanding and well-behaved boy.

Mixing Up “Me” & “You”

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When your child starts to speak and understand, does he/she mixed words up or get confused? Jonathan boy mixed up the “me” and “you” pronouns.

I used to say: “Come boy, Mommy carry you.”

When he wants me to carry him, he would say: “Mommy, carry you, please.”

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I would ask him: “Jonathan boy, Mommy make milk for you, ok?”

When he wants milk, he says: “Mommy, make milk you.” (Notice too that the “for” is missing here)

 

When he made this mistake, I would stare at him with a smile. He can read my expression and then corrected himself.  But suprisingly he won’t get the “I” and “You” or “Me” and “I” mixed up. He knows when to use them.

Such as: “Daddy, I want egg.”  and “Daddy, you want egg?”

                  “Give me.” and “I want.” instead of “Me want.”

 

I try to use nouns and names when speaking to him but often forget ’cause we are so used to using pronouns in our daily adult conversation.  Nevertheless, it’s so cute sometimes when you hear the mistakes they made.

 

My Daddy is Handy Manny When…

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… I see no picture displayed on the TV because I accidentally pressed invalid channel.

… the remote control is out of battery.

… my remote control car refuse to move on its own.

… the arms of my Ultraman dislocated.

… my shoe has a “buaya” mouth.

… I don’t hear any sound from my computer while playing games or watching my favourite VCD.

…there is no light shining from the torch light.

Many more mishaps happened due to my naughtiness curiosity at this age but Daddy got all that fixed.  That’s not all.

 

…Mommy sees a lizard. She will be screaming, “Darling! Come and catch this lizard away.”

…I see baby cockroaches running inside the car. I’ll scream, “Daddy, catch!”

Isn’t my Daddy great? And I shall now call him Handy Daddy. Hooray!