Dear all,
I am turning 30 months old next week. At this stage in my life, Papa and Mama can't help but to notice that I am picking up words pretty fast and learning things rather quickly. I can say a 3 syllabus word and it goes "jitter-bah". Mama thinks I had picked it up after watching Sesame Street where Baby Cookie Monster's granny called him a jitterbug.
I am also following words. For example, when I hear the counting down sequence from 10 to 1 on the Sesame Street video, I can follow the counting and repeat saying the number after I heard it.
I can now recognise the letters A, B, C, E, P, R, T and occasionally, D, M and n though I can't pronounce M and says something like "mmm" sound instead. What Mama meant by recognise is that I can say these letters correctly when I see them. The other day, I surprised Mama when I stood at the lift lobby of the ground floor and said, "B, B". At first, Mama could not make out what was happening. Then she realised that I had just discovered the letter B at the side of the lift.
I am also engaging in self-initiated imaginary play. This is me talking on my handphone after I had my lunch at Woodlands Regional Library.

Yes, I am using my hand as a phone and having imaginary conversation. I had done this quite a few times. Once, Mama saw me talking on my handphone after I woke up in the playpen. At the end of the conversation, I said "bye" and pointed to my palm to imitate Mama's action of locking her keypad and slided my hand across my diaper to pretend I was putting the handphone into the back pocket as I often observed Mama does.
I also enjoy a real conversation. This is me talking to Papa. He was asking me where are the various parts of my body and hence I was pointing to parts of my face. Then I started babbling.
I am also getting better now when Mama brings me to the library. It used to be that I will walk around and pull out lots of books without any interest to really read them and Mama had to follow after me, putting those books back. Nowadays, when we visit the library, Mama can kind of leave me for a very short moment at a table to read and run off for a short moment to grab a book or two. In fact, last week, Mama had registered me to be a library member.

This is me at the community library at Lot 1. Mama brought me here on a Thursday evening when Papa was at class. I was pretty gutsy that evening. Mama was reading with me at a table when one of the books she intended to borrow was taken away by a bigger boy whose sister than read it to him. I quickly went up to them and said," Ask, ask". Mama kept asking me to come back and I pressed on for a few moments though they ignored me. They were probably about to leave the library with the book when Mama decided to be like me and she went up to the children and their father and asked the father for the book. We brought the book home eventually. :)
For the past two months, one of my favourite activities was to hold Mama's hand and run with her.

It thrilled me to be able to run as fast as I could with her hand in mine. Sometimes, Mama will run with me too. Sometimes, she will tell me not to run as we are not at a place that is good for running.
I also like some manual labour of moving things around, in particularly, objects that I can carry. My parents were a little perplexed when I started moving these big chess pieces and kind of gathering them when we were at a food court at 313 Somerset some time ago.
I did this too when we were at Woodlands Regional Library where I went to the table next to where we were sitting to bring more chairs over though there were enough chairs for me and Mama where we were sitting.
The photos of me taken over the last 2 months mostly show I am in my pacifiers.

Mama had actually reached a stage when I would only be given my tutu to help me sleep. But somehow, I had been more cranky recently and so I am given my tutu much more often to keep me soothed. This week that just passed, Mama also observed that I had been drooling quite a bit maybe due to teething. I now have at least one more molar with at least 17 teeth. Mama could not be really very sure as I do not keep my mouth open long enough for her to take a good look but she did discover one more molar on my lower jaw. To help me soothe my teething discomfort, my parents had been allowing me to keep my tutu on for longer periods.
Sometimes, they will remove tutu from me and when they have to refer to it in their conversations, they will use the term "good friend" so that I will not hear them mention "tutu" and be reminded of it and then start to look for it and throw a tantrum if I can't find it. Now, Mama is beginning to understand why Nai nai commented that I look ugly in my pictures with a tutu in my mouth. ;p


Ok, that's about all. Thanks for reading this far. Here's to better days ahead. God bless all of you. Cheers! :)