Friday, September 28, 2012

Thirty months three weeks

Hello world!

This week my best words are "empty," "finished," "sniff," and "sunshine."  When I go places with my mama, I tell her everything I see and hear.  I tell her about men, ladies, babies, dogs, cars, helicopters, trees, flowers, ducks, and more.  I saw a lady wearing lipstick, and I told my mama, "lady mouth."  Sometimes I get to choose the path to take, and I point and say, "this way."

It's so funny to chase chickens or throw my ball to them.  I'm not supposed to, though.

I got upset when we were walking because my mama told me I had to walk on the path, not the grass.  The next morning at breakfast, I said, "no walk grass.  Dog poo on grass."  We talked about where to walk, and I said, "walking, Frankling crying.  All done Franklin cry."  I know to walk on the path now.

Some of the things I can do myself now:  put away my toys and books, get dressed and undressed (mostly), put my shoes on, put my plate and fork in the sink, and hang up my bib.

One of my favourite songs is "How Much Is that Doggy in the Window;"  I call it the doggy song.  My mama sings it and I sing "woof-woof!" in all the right parts. 

Love,

Franklin

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Thirty months two weeks

Hello world!

My best words this week are "penguin," "towel," "cucumber," "squirrel," and "avocado."  I call avocado, "cado," though. 

I sort of mostly stay in my room at bedtime now.  I usually don't get up more than one time.  Sometimes I don't even get up one time.  It's because I'm a big boy.  In the morning I get up early to pee and then go back to sleep. 

In the morning I remind my mama after breakfast, "walkie doggy."  When we pass by the hedge, I tell her, "ladybirds sleeping."  I remember the ladybirds there from spring.  Also I remind my mama, "find apple for Franklin."  I like to pick apples off the tree in the park.  I eat them all, even if they're sour. 

I wanted to play with my mama's computer, but she took it away.  I was so upset!  I laid down on the floor and yelled and yelled.  After a minute, I stopped and told my mama, "all done Franklin sad."

Love,

Franklin

Friday, September 14, 2012

Thirty months one week

Hello world!

This week my best words are "jumper," "melon," "shirt," "hungry," and "glass."  I ran on the path ahead of my mama and then I yelled, "look! bunny!"  My mama said it was a dead bunny.  I said, "dead bunny sleeping."

I have a book for drawing in.  I trace the pictures with my finger, and I drew all over it.  I like to read and count all the things in it.  I count the kittens, balls, balloons, and horses.  I'm pretty good at counting to 13, but I sometimes get them mixed up.

When someone answers the phone, I want to talk too.  I say, "Franklin talk phone.  Talk gramma, talk daddy."  My mama holds the phone to my ear so I can hear, but usually it just hums, not talks.  I talk to my gramma on the computer, though.  I read her my book on the computer.  I showed her my toys, too.  I like to talk to her every week. 

Every morning when I wake up, I'm on the floor next to my bed.  I don't know how it happens.

Love,

Franklin

Friday, September 7, 2012

Twenty nine months five weeks

Hello world!

My best words this week are  "backwards," "careful," "mayonnaise," and "wipe."  After I used the potty, I told my mama, "two big poos!  All poo off bum." 

I got to paint again.  My mama took the painting we made last year and we painted over it.  I love painting.  It looks so beautiful.

One of my favourite things to play is cars.  I get them out and drive them around the floor and furniture.  I even drove one over the dog's back and tail.  It was just a tiny car.

On our walk I said, "get Franklin apple."  I know where the apple tree is in the park.  When my mama picked me one, I said, "red, green apple."   I know lots of colours.  I know white, black, red, blue, and green.  I point out the colours of the cars we walk by, and about the people we see.  I tell her about kids, men, ladies, babies, and what they're wearing, holding, or doing, like:  "two men talking," or "lady red shirt, baby, walk doggy."

Love,

Franklin