September and October

Winston enjoyed a visit from his Tutu and Grandpa Sullivan at the end of September - I think his grandparents enjoyed it too. We spent 4 days in Key Largo and enjoyed the beautiful "fall" weather that is Miami. Snorkeling, plenty of pool time, and even a treacherous kayaking trip.

Winston, Grandpa and Tutu

Two photos of Winston sitting in Grandpa Kuhl's chair...and channeling Grandpa in his blue fishing hat.

Winston's favorite activity at the condo was clearing out and then sitting inside the entertainment center cupboards. Endless entertainment for all of us.

This past weekend is thankfully over--4 inches of rain, and all three of us battling the flu. We've decided the only thing worse than watching your little one suffer through illness is being sick and trying to take care of a 15 month old who is fully recovered and ready to go. Definitely glad to have the sick days behind us!

Winston recently moved to the toddler classroom at school. He is one of six children, all of whom are a few months older than him. That is good - he was starting to become a bit of a bully, pushing around the little kids and literally walking right over them (especially the ones that aren't yet crawling). While he is not quite at the same level in terms of his walking/climbing/tactile skills as his new classmates, he seems to be thriving with the older kids in terms of communication and comprehension.

The new classroom is infinitely more interesting than the baby room. There are puppets (which totally delight the kids), legos, lots of farm animal toys, book and reading stations, art stations...very exciting.

He is adding new words to his vocabulary every day. Lion (although it sounds like mian); "moo" for cow; purple (pronounced pupple); bear; shoe; vroom vroom for car. He loves books - in fact, at least a few times a day he will pick out a book from the stacks around the house and bring it to Dave or me for reading. A child after his mother's heart. His room is littered with books...and while it drives me crazy when there are toys everywhere, I somehow find great comfort in seeing 10 books scattered around the room. I'm working to encourage him to tell me stories based on the pictures, but he's not quite at that phase yet.