A couple of weeks ago Ryan hit that all important milestone: he turned 18 months old. Woohoo, nursery! He actually just went for the first time today because last week right during the sacrament prayer he threw up all over himself and me as I hurried out of the chapel in the vain attempt to get somewhere more appropriate to throw up. I didn't think anyone would appreciate me taking him home to change his shirt and bringing him back for his first nursery adventure. Instead of nursery last week he came home and did this:
The little boy LOVES the computer a little too much. If it's open he types and clicks on it, changing all sorts of settings with keyboard shortcuts I never knew existed. If it's closed he climbs up(notice he's sitting on the table), opens it, and gets to work. Perhaps he's destined to follow in his father's computer nerding footsteps. :) There are a lot worse jobs he could aspire to.
Today at nursery he went without any fuss. Once he saw the puzzles on the table he was sold. I've been a little concerned about how the whole snack thing would play out at nursery, keeping him from grabbing the other kids' gluten snacks, and such, but today snack time seemed to go fine. We'll see over the next few weeks if there are any ill effects from the gluten fingers after snack time playing with toys that Ryan then touches. He's gotten a bit better about not putting his hands in his mouth, so I'm hoping that as long as we always wash his hands when we get home from church he'll be fine. It's a little nerve-wracking putting a little guy with serious food issues in other peoples' hands for a couple of hours, but I've got to get used to it sometime. And the nursery leader seems familiar with Celiac Disease, and is a self-proclaimed wiping fanatic that likes to wipe up everything the kids touch, so that makes me feel more comfortable letting him go.
Recently we decided to take down the baby gate at the bottom of the stairs. Ryan is really good on the stairs most of the time, even when he's trying to go down standing up like his sisters do. He usually goes down on his tummy until he gets to where the railing begins, then he stands up and walks down the stairs holding on. It makes me nervous, but not as much as it used to. He's really pretty good about it. And hasn't fallen down the steps at all in the last few months. Most of the time I was leaving the gate open at the bottom of the stairs anyway so Annie could go up when she wanted, and Ryan would mostly go close the gate behind him and sit between the bottom stair and the gate.
It was one of his favorite places in the house to be. And I took it away. Now he likes to just sit on the bottom couple of stairs. We left the gate up at the top so I can still corral him when I want to keep him from wandering the whole house freely.
But he actually likes being caged up, I guess. As I was folding up/dismantling the gate all he wanted to do was sit in the cage. Freedom is overrated sometimes, I guess.
As for his 18 month appointment, we finally saw the results I've been hoping for. The boy is growing!
That's a 23 percentile jump in his height growth in the last 3 months, where before he was dropping in the percentages every visit.
And he's up to where he's actually touching the bottom line on the weight chart. Still in the "less than 3rd percentile," but he will be a real percentile by next visit, I'm sure. This is after being gluten-free for 3 months and dairy-free for 2 months. It feels good to know he's finally growing like he should be. This week we have an appointment with a pediatric gastroenterologist just to establish care. I'm guessing he'll recommend that we test the girls, too, since having a first degree relative who has Celiac Disease ups the chances of having it yourself from 1 in 133 in the general population to 1 in 22 (or as one study showed, maybe as high as 1 in 8) chance of having Celiac Disease. We did test Rachel last year, but the blood tests aren't very accurate for young children. If we test the girls we'll probably do the enterolab.com testing that we did with Ryan, which they claim is more sensitive and accurate for kids older than 1.
Anyway, we're happy to have Ryan around. And happy to have him not around for 2 hours every Sunday when he goes to nursery. :) He's been pretty whiny this last week, though he was sick for a couple of days and is getting one last tooth poking through. I sure hope he returns to his mostly happy self soon. He loves his sisters, especially playing monster with them, either chasing them as the monster, or being chased by them. He also knows really well how to torment Annie. And she torments him really well, too. But sometimes she really likes him and is nice to him and can make him laugh like crazy. Rachel is usually very nice and helpful to him and likes to make him laugh (and is really good at it). Ryan is talking like a champ, now. Those of us in his family can usually understand him. He occasionally puts a couple of words together, even, to make a semi-sentence. And he copies any word we tell him to say. My favorite to hear him say is pop-kick-cull (popsicle).
And he's up to where he's actually touching the bottom line on the weight chart. Still in the "less than 3rd percentile," but he will be a real percentile by next visit, I'm sure. This is after being gluten-free for 3 months and dairy-free for 2 months. It feels good to know he's finally growing like he should be. This week we have an appointment with a pediatric gastroenterologist just to establish care. I'm guessing he'll recommend that we test the girls, too, since having a first degree relative who has Celiac Disease ups the chances of having it yourself from 1 in 133 in the general population to 1 in 22 (or as one study showed, maybe as high as 1 in 8) chance of having Celiac Disease. We did test Rachel last year, but the blood tests aren't very accurate for young children. If we test the girls we'll probably do the enterolab.com testing that we did with Ryan, which they claim is more sensitive and accurate for kids older than 1.
Anyway, we're happy to have Ryan around. And happy to have him not around for 2 hours every Sunday when he goes to nursery. :) He's been pretty whiny this last week, though he was sick for a couple of days and is getting one last tooth poking through. I sure hope he returns to his mostly happy self soon. He loves his sisters, especially playing monster with them, either chasing them as the monster, or being chased by them. He also knows really well how to torment Annie. And she torments him really well, too. But sometimes she really likes him and is nice to him and can make him laugh like crazy. Rachel is usually very nice and helpful to him and likes to make him laugh (and is really good at it). Ryan is talking like a champ, now. Those of us in his family can usually understand him. He occasionally puts a couple of words together, even, to make a semi-sentence. And he copies any word we tell him to say. My favorite to hear him say is pop-kick-cull (popsicle).






