Skip to main content

The Powers of Observation....

Ever since he was first able to focus those big blue/green/hazel/brown eyes of his (seriously- we have NO idea what color his eyes are yet, they literally change every day) LP has been very observant.  When he was just months old he'd look around the room, his eyes focusing in on whoever was talking.  And as he gets older he has continued this, always keeping an eye on everything going on around him.

And so I'd like to share here a little story about LP's powers of observation that surprised Paul and I, even though we both know how smart the little bugger is.  It's one of those small moments that can easily slip out of your memory as life goes chugging quickly along and so I'd like to get it down on virtual paper for future reference. 



On Sunday Little Paul was playing with his blocks in his playroom (aka our office) while I tidied things up around him.  We keep his shoes in the office near his diapers, etc. so that we don't have to run upstairs every time he needs a diaper change or wants to go outside and needs his shoes on.  Knowing that it was going to be warm over the next few days I left his sandals out on the little table with the wipes and diaper creams and moved his sneakers into the coat closet, up on the top shelf.  All the while he was playing with his toys, singing to himself, and, so I thought, not paying attention to what I was doing.

Last night after dinner Paul took LP outside to play on his slide so that I could clear the dishes without grubby hands pulling dirty utensils out of the dishwasher.  They came back in just a few minutes later. I asked Paul why they were in so soon and he said that LP wanted to change his shoes- his sandals didn't have enough traction for him to easily climb up the ladder to his slide.  They both headed into the office to get a new pair of shoes. 



Knowing that Paul would have no idea where to find the sneakers they were looking for if they weren't on the table I started down the hall to pull them out.  Too late.  LP was already standing in front of the closet door, pointing and saying "shoes!!"  Paul opened the closet to find the shoes that LP had so confidently directed him to. 

The little guy must have been paying attention all along!  He knew that the sandals on the table weren't what he wanted and that I'd put his sneakers up on the closet shelf.  Smart little man.



Every day LP does something little like this that catches us off guard.  He always puts his clothes in the laundry hamper in the downstairs bathroom in the evening, but last week knew right where the laundry hamper in our bedroom was when I undressed him before his bath.  He got a new picture book last night and surprised us by easily pointing out many of the images when we asked him to- things we didn't know that he knew.  After I pointed to a picture of a bowl of cereal and said "cereal" he then pointed to the next page where a cartoon lion is eating a bowl of - you guessed it - cereal! 

So far we've been able to outsmart him and stay one step ahead but I have a feeling that we're in for it as he gets older- our little man is a real smartypants!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Checking in....

Thought it was time for a little update on the projects we're working on at Casa LeBaron.   In living room news, our fireplace is almost finished!  The new tile has been grouted (no pictures yet) and all we have left to do is seal the grout and install the new fireplace doors.  Then I have to figure out how I want to style the mantel- I usually just throw a bunch of frames and things up there but am not sure if that's the way I want to go right now...  Here's how it's looking (or, here's how it was looking before we grouted the tile): Below is a close up of how we fixed our cabinet doors.  Originally they were oak with horrible brass hardware.  The panels on each door front was cracked and they were U-G-L-Y.  So we popped out the panels, painted the frames, and used my handy dandy glue gun to inset new panels.  The new panels were made from one sheet of radiator screening that we cut to size and sprayed with oil-rubbed bronze spray paint.  We added new handles and…

Paul Thomas: Things to Remember, Five

Oh what a difference a year makes.  Paul turned FIVE on Sunday.  Last year, when he turned four, I lamented the fact that he had gone from a toddler to a little kid in the blink of an eye.  Another blink later and he’s not a little kid anymore- he’s a big kid, a five year old, heading off to pre-K with his backpack and his lunchbox and not even a wave good-bye over his shoulder. 

LP has grown several inches since he turned four- just look at the difference in the photos below, taken just about a year apart.  He looks like a baby to me in the first photo, and so grown up in the second.





At five, Paul is intelligent, engaging, witty, and I have to admit, rather adept at sarcasm (it runs in the family on both sides and was bound to happen).  He loves to talk to anyone and everyone but is particularly happy talking to grown-ups, especially the elderly people who frequent the YMCA we attend.   I’ve been told several times by them that he’ll grow up to be a politician or a salesman.  When I…

Things to Remember: Eliza Rose, Age 3

Today our sweet little Eliza Rose turns three.  Like all moms, I'm sure, it's hard for me to believe that she's already out of toddler-hood and becoming a preschooler.  It seems as though we were just preparing for her to join our family yesterday and now, of course, it's impossible to imagine what life would be like without Eliza around.


Eliza might be the smallest person in our house but she has the largest personality by far.  Shy in public, she's boisterous and energetic at home- running all over, squealing with excitement, bossing everyone around and trying to take charge at all times. 

She's stubborn and sensitive, sweet and sassy, and over the top spicy.  

At three Eliza's favorite things are her brother, her doggies, mermaids, stories, and princesses.   She loves to play tea party, help in the kitchen and go swimming.    Sometimes she says she's "Eliza BaBaron"- other times she's a "puppy doggy" or a "mermaid with a pi…