Dancing

I'm not sure dancing is really the right term -- bopping, maybe, is better since Peter's really just bobbing his head and shoulders up and down, or swaying back and forth while he's sitting in his high chair. We smile, and so he smiles too while bopping. Peter does it while listening to the canned music from his car toy, and often when Ron hums or sings. He doesn't dance to classical music, even though I've tried to encourage him.

There seems to be something new every day. A few days ago we noticed that he's started (rarely) repeating words from our conversations. Last week it was banana ("bamama"), and then "ish" the other night. (Ish means "sort of". I'd call it an idiosyncracy rather than slang.) He's also talking in long, fully inflected babble phrases, though he hasn't quite given up on "bap." Ron says that he heard Peter saying it under his breath again the other day" "bap, bap, bap, bap." "Dat" seems to be outmoded now, though I think I might have heard it make a reappearance tonight.

Something else that isn't really new is that Peter's eating a lot of table food, as opposed to prepared baby food. He's not picky, which surprises me after his initial reaction to green beans. He eats almost everything we do, though not wheat, eggs, dairy, nuts, fish, or shellfish yet. Tonight he had his supper (sweet potatoes, I think, corn, and maybe bananas) and then shared mine: broccoli, tofu, and sweet potato curry over basmati rice (from the tofu section of Joy of Cooking).