Jace turned two in August which makes him… just over two years old. Math was never my strong suit. But I do know cute when I see it!
Jace is getting really good at being two years old; the ladies at Fareway could attest to that today. When we first arrived, he discovered that it was not the grocery store with the small carts for kids and had… a moment. After that, he was fine.
Jace loves the Cars guitar that he got for his 2nd birthday and plays it regularly. In fact, just before he got his tummy virus a few weeks ago right before our move, he’d developed a fever. This was a goofy fever, though. It made him very playful and NOT tired. After being put to bed at the regular 8 pm time, he woke up around 1:30 am wanting to play. I stayed up with him for an hour or so and finally got him back to sleep. That didn’t last too long and by about 3:30 am, Josh and I decided that we’d just let him watch tv in the living room so I could come back to bed. At about 4 am, he slipped into our bedroom, grabbed his guitar and slipped back out again. Around 4:30 am, I went out to check on him and sure enough, he was watching tv and jamming away on his guitar. It was the funniest little thing!
I love how he tilts his leg up to support that thing. On his own, he took the strap off one of the Rock Band guitars and attached it to his guitar. His daddy’s guitar has a strap so he knows all about such things.
Another trick he has is opening Mommy’s guitar case to swipe a pick for himself. He’s very resourceful. And he uses it correctly.
Emerging independence: perfect buzz words for a two year old. He has recently starting putting on his socks and shoes BY HIMSELF, thankyouverymuch! And here’s the thing, I have not once witnessed him putting these shoes on the wrong feet. He has got the world pretty much figured out by now.
Except talking. The boy can’t articulate many words. He’s got maybe 10 words that are on heavy rotation. Mostly it’s “uh” with accompanying pointer finger. We try, but honestly, I don’t think he even knows where to begin. Sometimes I clap the syllables of words to break them down for him. He’ll just smile politely and clap along, but at this time he just.can’t.do.it.
He is so much fun and my #1 helper.