On Thursday, Eleanor took her first step. It was just one step and then she sat down. Yesterday, we were at Mae and Jane's house and Eleanor stood up in their kitchen, by herself. She's been standing on her own for several weeks, but getting from a sitting to a standing position without support is new. When we came home, we put Mungo Jerry on for her inspiration. She stood up and swayed and bounced and giggled, but she did not take steps. It's so close though. Very exciting.
Eleanor has moved from the baby room at school, to the transitional room. It's just 3 other kids. They nap around 11 and they have activities focused on mobility and practicing with utensils, etc. The toddler room is all potty training, so that's why there's this transitional room (and they nap earlier). All the babes are between 12 mos and 20 mos. Her teacher is Jackie. But the toddler area has four teachers and while Jackie is Eleanor's, they mingle at meal time and during some of the free-play time. E seems very happy. When I dropped her off on Wednesday the toddler teachers separately asked me if E is always so happy. Justin said the same thing regarding pick up. They comment on her constant state of joy. She's just very easy to please. I think it's because she doesn't get out much. Not like the early days Henry had, of two outings per day. When I'm home solo with Eleanor on Tuesdays and Thursdays, we rarely leave the house, except to drop off and pick up Henry and maybe go to the grocery store. She's just so content at home, and Henry really wasn't. He liked to always be out and doing things or he would be fussy at home. I used to take Henry to two library story times a week and I've never taken E.
Note about Henry (and maybe all kids). If he can't be GREAT or THE BEST at something, he gets so frustrated. And sometimes he suffers through it till there's success and sometimes he walks away. This is going on right now about drawing. He is pretty good at writing letters but he won't really draw a picture. Justin is a really good artist and used to draw pictures for Henry or with Henry (while H would scribble) and now he is just raving mad that he can't draw pictures as good as daddy, so he just won't draw them. And come to think of it, he's never been all that interested in art. When we did that art class he never wanted to participate, because they had a sandbox. I paid $150 for Henry to play in a sandbox. He does the bare minimum at school with his craft stuff and he rarely wants to do those things with me. He'll use a pen and paper to draw lines or write letters, but not depict anything with crayons or markers. But that's okay. We figure these things out about our kids and we don't push it. This is who he is or where he is right now. When he draws something we'll post it here. I can't wait to see what it will be.
It's 66 degrees today. Yesterday we made a snowman.
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