Scotland’s life
What 14-month old needs toys when he has a garbage can, a mop, perhaps a towel or sock. Not scotty! When he decides he’s content enough in his belly and his guts and emotions, he roams the house finding every day items to enjoy. He pushes the garbage can or laundry baskets around. He finds laundry, clean or dirty, and walks around with it on his head. He thinks he’s super funny. Baby giggles are the best!
Scotty is 14 months. He walked at about 13 months and actually is getting quite balanced. Not quite running, but is getting faster.
This kiddo shrieks and screams. we’ve got to work on sign language or real words more because if he wants something, he points and screams… even at church… or the library… or the store. He’s a tricky one. He’ll say many words but not consistently or understandably. Today he said ‘choc’ for hot chocolate. He also said ‘kit-kat’ that Max taught him. He says ‘nana’ for hannah for banana. He’ll say ‘daddy’ all silly. He says mama and will try to say most of the kids names when prompted. Speech is an area we need to focus on and perhaps that will help the shrieking tantrums.
Scotty has had a crazy hard time with his guts and poops. Way too much info. But it’s been hard. We had a stomach bug that ended with some nasty yeast diaper rash for a week. He only wanted dairy. Ugh. Looks like diet needs to be a focus as well. He used to be amazing at eating many things and now is super picky especially about fruits and veggies. He loves waffles, bananas, cheese, milk, apples, and rice. Yikes. Sounds like the B.R.A.T. diet. Oh – but he’ll eat wood chips at the park. Fiber anyone?
Scotty has done pretty well on our long drives to Rockwall this past month. He looks out the window. He likes when music is playing. He snuggles his blankie. We hand food back… though since I cleaned the van last Saturday (grrrrr…), I’ve been more careful about what I hand him… and am better about cleaning out his seat every day. Usually Truman sits by Scotty and helps him with snacks or toys. Eliza is a good helper on our drive home from dropping the kids off at school.
Scotty usually just takes one nap a day lately. Usually from 11-2. And then we get him up to go get the kids from school. He sleeps from about 8-7 at night. Though he’s still a stinker and sometimes gets up in the middle of the night. It’s hard to make him cry it out when we’re in an apartment that shares walls with so many others. He sleeps in a walk-in closet in our master bedroom hallway. The fan from the laundry room provides white noise for him. Our entire apartment is either tile or laminate wood so it echoes a lot. Hard to have quiet sleep time with so many loud siblings in the house.
Scotty loves daddy. Today Jimmy needed me to hold Scotty for a bit so he could have a restroom break. Scotty wailed and wailed. Really Scotty?! I love you too. Luckily he does have mom moments and occasionally – though rare – he’ll snuggle.
Anyhoo… Scotland is a delight in our family. He cheers up the kids when they are sad. He has been playing with Abe lately and especially enjoys pushing the buttons on his trumpet. His laugh is hearty and great. His hair is like Max’s… all stiff and grows forward. His eyes are more on the gray side (vs the previous blue) and will probably be hazel like all the other boys. I’m grateful for the cheer and innocence he brings into our home.
This included rambling thoughts about our life now. But since I hadn’t written anything about Scotty lately, I figured it was insightful for family history. Wink. and. smile.
