On Sunday, I met The Burgh Baby's Mom, live and in person! It was kind of like meeting a star from one of your favorite reality shows, and discovering that wow, they really are that cool. Hopefully, I will meet the REAL star of the show, Alexis, sometime soon, because I just know she's even cooler.
After that, I met Jim and Dylan over at my mother and father in law's. Dylan went around to each person, having them read one particular book they have, over and over and over. We were all commenting that we will need to get that book for home, since he apparently loves it so much. What we didn't realize at the time, was that he was actually entering a new stage - The Book Obsession Stage. I told you before that he loves books, but this is different. Before, he was perfectly content to listen to us read whatever books we happened to choose that day, before naps and bedtime. He might go over periodically throughout the day, and look through some books on his own. Not anymore.
The Book Obsession Stage involves me reading the SAME one or two books to him over and over ALL THE DING DONG DAY. Sunday evening I had a horrible dream which woke me up at 4am, and I couldn't get back to sleep. Monday, Dylan's book of choice was called "Sleepy Dog", a wonderful book with a photo of a different dog on each page sleeping peacefully. Each page has one word - Sleep, Cozy, Yawn, Nestle, Dream. After about, oh, the 30th read, I was curled up like a dog on the floor, and after yawning and nestling into the cozy boppy pillow, I fell asleep.
Wait, I forgot to explain one of the special features of The Book Obsession Stage - the lap sit. He must have a lap to sit on, in order to read the day's book of choice. If I am standing, he will pull at me to get into the approved position. If I am on the floor in any position, he will do the lap sit, on whatever part of my body he can, until I get into the approved position. A 24lb kid doing the lap sit on your rib cage hurts, folks! Don't even get me started about the other areas he shouldn't have sat on (good thing I don't plan to have more children). So, when I fell asleep on the floor, it went something like this... "Mmmm.." Pitter patter, Plop, "Ummpphh! OWWWW! DYLAN!!", giggles.
If this keeps up, I'll probably be doing lots of book review posts! Dylan really hasn't said many words yet. He mostly just says, "Da-da". Sometimes maybe I'll be lucky enough to hear "ma-ma", and he says "Yeth", which in Dylan speak, means "Yes". Other than that, just babbling, laughs, cries, and giggles. I think this new obsession is a process he is going through, collecting as many words as he can, in preparation for talking. I have the feeling Dylan will be one of those kids who talks late, but goes right to full sentences. He will say, "I say, Mommy, might I partaketh in a plate of asparagus, please?" (or, you know, something like that). Yea, because he apparently likes asparagus! Since I think asparagus is perhaps the most disgusting vegetable on the planet, I'm not sure how it even found its way into our house, but I opened the freezer tonight and there it was. I certainly don't expect him to agree with me ALL the time. But, hey Dylan, could we maybe read a different book tomorrow? Maybe I could even pick it?