We are a commune in an urban area, striving for a communal life and sustainability. We're raising a child and figuring this whole adult life thing out. Please come read about our adventures in parenting, polyamory and life :)
A lot has changed since I last posted. I've been on Celexa for two months now, I haven't slipped and had casein or gluten for several weeks and I can think better than ever. I've been putting the house together, successfully rather than making everything worse.
Elijah is learning what time-outs are all about, and it's proving to be a decent deterrent.
When he gets excited or upset, he spins. Or flaps his hands. Or both. He says three things clearly: "A rocket ship", "cat", and "mom". "Mom" can mean Mama, Banana, Remmy, or just about anything he particularly likes.
He tries to say train, truck, dog, and a few others, but they are not understandable unless you know him. He says "ra" for "milk". He says "nnnn" for "please".
He'll play for hours by himself, very happily. He loves Dora, Little Einsteins, Signing Time, Go Diego Go, Kai-lan, and random anime that he watches with Daddy or Mama K.
He's running across rooms and throwing toys. He's trying to figure out how to learn to jump, but not doing so well.
We went to a wellness check yesterday. The nurse practitioner gave us contact information for Child Find.