Things are super crazy with packing right now, and it doesn't help that the east coast didn't get the memo about winter ending 4 weeks ago. Nevertheless, I thought that these videos should go up immediately. As you can see, Silas is currently using subtle variations on the word "Da Da" to refer to everything from me, to tractors, to Joey, to Christine. He is also getting quite adept at cruising; having boxes all over the house is a big help, since he can always find the next handhold (sort of like rock climbing).
We may not post again for a couple of weeks, but be sure to check back in May.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Silas has developed a fascination with the bus. Our local transit system is called SEPTA, raising the bar with such slogans as "SEPTA, we're serious about change," "SEPTA, we're getting there," and, surely in the works, "SEPTA, meeting your most jaded expectations. . . barely." Nevertheless, the 42 passes in front of our house hundreds of times a day, and Silas's fascination with it is undiminished. If he's in the back of the house, he perks up his head when he hears it and occasionally talks about it: "Buh, buh, buh." If he's in the living room, we bring him to the window so he can watch it pass. This is a solemn occasion; there is no laughing, stomping, or clapping. He simply follows it with his eyes as it drives past, stops at the corner, and continues on its way. Riding the bus is similarly serious: Si remains completely silent for the duration of the trip. Silas also enjoys spending time standing on a chair and looking out the window, waiting for the bus and, yes, the occasional garbage truck to drive by.
Silas is doing other new things these days, of course. He "cruises" now, which, for the uninitiated, means that he pulls himself up to a standing position and "walks" around the living room by supporting himself on the Ottoman, then the sofa, then the endtable, then the chair. . .
He's also getting better at learning words and sounds. I told him yesterday that he was eating banana, and he repeated it: "bana". Later, at lunch, he asked Christine for some "bana". He also makes motor noises when he plays with his toy bus.
Silas is also making a transition from the Dionysian to the Shivan (to mix metaphors). No longer simply our little lord of chaos, Si now attempts to reverse the process of destruction and return what he destroys to its original state. This includes taking off my hat, then trying to put it back on; putting toys into boxes; and putting food into our mouths. This is a lot of fun to watch, although I must say that the forces of chaos still have the upper hand... and probably always will.