
At one year, baby P has lots of favorite things. Most of them either involve food or motion. I guess he is like all one-year-olds. Into everything and constantly hungry. I created this little collage as a representation of some of P's interests right now.
First, if I had to guess, I would say that red is his favorite color. As you well know, his wagon is his best friend, and it is definitely red. The new firetruck that Beme gave him is also red, and it has quickly become a close second favorite toy. Also, we are a little partial to red since Taylor and I both went to UGA. We bleed RED, and black. So, red is the theme.
NUK
As much as I hate it, P loves his pacifier. You would think that the older he gets, the less he would need it. Wrong. P is the opposite. He craves his paci. I have tried to hide it from him and give it to him only for naps and at bedtime. But if he gets his hand on one, you cannot take it away without a meltdown ensuing. I guess it's sort of his security blanket. Some kids suck their thumb, others carry around a woobie, Phoenix is addicted to his pacifier. I guess this is ok, for now. I just don't want a 4-year old with a binky.
Firetruck
This was the hit at the birthday party. Every kid had to have a turn. P's favorite thing is ringing the big silver bell. It has definitely become a favorite in our house.
Radio Flyer wagon
No explanation necessary.
All Clad
Baby P is really into pots and pans. He loves to mimic his momma in the kitchen. He bangs them around. Stacks them inside of each other, then unstacks them, then repeats the process over and over. He stirs with a whisk. Shakes the colander. But, not just any pots and pans will do. Out of two whole cabinets full of cookware, only the All Clad will suffice. I guess he has refined taste.
Slide
Yes, that's what that tunnel thing is. I couldn't find a good picture of a slide, so this one will have to do. He loves to slide at the park. He also loves to climb back up the slide. When he slips and falls, he gets mad and tries harder. He is one determined little boy.
Silk soymilk
P is officially done with formula. Hallelujah! That stuff is expensive. Plus it smells really, really bad. Baby P has a terrible intolerance to cow's milk, so soy is the next best thing. Some people actually believe it is the best thing. I don't really care which is the best choice, because in our situation, there is no option. Any milk or milk product comes back up. It has since he was born, and still does. I'm hoping he will outgrow this, because I feel like he is missing out on the yummiest beverage ever. But until then, Silk is his milk.
Wellies
Initially, P was not very fond of his rain boots. They are heavy and hot. And he can't run in them. I think that they are slowly growing on him. Plus, they are just so darn cute. I had to include them in my collage of favorites. Maybe because they're my favorite.
Goldfish
These were also not a favorite a couple of weeks ago. He would scrape them out of his mouth and cringe in disgust. We had a ton of fish left over from the birthday party, so I've been grabbing a handful every now and then. Now P wants to try them. And he is hooked.
This post will be interesting to look back on in a couple of months. His interests are changing everyday as he learns and discovers new things. This is a fun age!
By the way, I created the collage using this really cool tool called Polyvore. It has become my new obsession. I think my brain works in Polyvore mode. I love to group things together by common theme, color, time of day, etc. to organize my thoughts. And I love the fact that my thoughts can be described in pictures. I think this site was designed for people like me. I even made a polyvore for an upcoming baby shower that I am hosting. Check it out at www.polyvore.com.
Friday, March 27, 2009
favorite things.

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I don't think there has ever been a child more addicted to his paci than my son. It was his crack cocaine. He slept with like 10 (literally) every night. On his
3rd birthday (way later than I would have naturally wanted), we made him give them up cold turkey. I thought it would be horrible, but it was fine. So, he wasn't 4.....but he was close! Oh well...it made him happy and there are still times that I wish I could give it to him. We still have them all in a cabinet because I can't bear to get rid of the last thing of his baby years!
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