<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897</id><updated>2012-01-17T16:38:12.975-08:00</updated><category term='talking'/><category term='rolling over'/><category term='Mr. Rogers'/><title type='text'>Jonah G</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-708644032797482006</id><published>2012-01-17T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:38:12.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doin' Laundry</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-26afd2be0a557428" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D26afd2be0a557428%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330862%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D787C085F23DE7456D055E06653969B326B54D8.4F5AB223D9775316F1A32C566CBF580884CBE8E0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D26afd2be0a557428%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVHWhiflcUd54xFPt4kGG_tDpYdo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D26afd2be0a557428%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330862%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D787C085F23DE7456D055E06653969B326B54D8.4F5AB223D9775316F1A32C566CBF580884CBE8E0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D26afd2be0a557428%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVHWhiflcUd54xFPt4kGG_tDpYdo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-708644032797482006?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/708644032797482006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2012/01/doin-laundry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/708644032797482006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/708644032797482006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2012/01/doin-laundry.html' title='Doin&apos; Laundry'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7440984984723978336</id><published>2012-01-04T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T10:07:03.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber Feminist at 3</title><content type='html'>Jonah: Why can't we watch TV?&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's not hooked up yet. A man is coming tomorrow to set it up -- the cable guy.&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: Or a woman. It could be a cable woman.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Right, yes, of course it could be a woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7440984984723978336?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7440984984723978336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2012/01/uber-feminist-at-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7440984984723978336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7440984984723978336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2012/01/uber-feminist-at-3.html' title='Uber Feminist at 3'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2390803937574682898</id><published>2011-12-23T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T06:35:36.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning "Hebrew"</title><content type='html'>Making Latkes tonight,  Jonah was using a whisk to stir ingredients. Sam wanted to use a fork instead. Jonah said, "I want to use the YISK!"  &lt;br /&gt;"What's a yisk?"&lt;br /&gt;"It's the Hebrew word for whisk."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2390803937574682898?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2390803937574682898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/12/learning-hebrew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2390803937574682898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2390803937574682898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/12/learning-hebrew.html' title='Learning &quot;Hebrew&quot;'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2837369720140757418</id><published>2011-12-23T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T06:33:02.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanukah lights burning down the house! (and right before we move!)</title><content type='html'>We are dumber than a 3-year-old...&lt;br /&gt;Aliza: I smell something burning.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Me too!&lt;br /&gt;(Both of us frantically running around the house)&lt;br /&gt;Aliza: Where is it coming from?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: It's coming from the candles. In the menorah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2837369720140757418?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2837369720140757418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/12/hanukah-lights-burning-down-house-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2837369720140757418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2837369720140757418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/12/hanukah-lights-burning-down-house-and.html' title='Hanukah lights burning down the house! 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I really like your hair mommy."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-6455219049530967151?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/6455219049530967151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/12/mr-perceptive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6455219049530967151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6455219049530967151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/12/mr-perceptive.html' title='Mr. Perceptive'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-5421515017485648097</id><published>2011-12-11T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T17:38:53.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCdXkxrFCPQ/TuVagrll4bI/AAAAAAAACXQ/jEEZEiAKugc/s1600/390802_2764128619438_1144537144_3165832_391897305_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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Why? What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;J: " I was being funny!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-8291537329716715313?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/8291537329716715313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/10/class-clown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8291537329716715313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8291537329716715313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/10/class-clown.html' title='class clown'/><author><name>Aliza 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-5926370186450671709</id><published>2011-10-07T17:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T10:45:01.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Quotes</title><content type='html'>"Do you know where all those old dinosaurs went mommy? To the museum so people could look at them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in Jonah's room and he started wiping the wall with a wipe. He asked ifnthat was ok and I said yes. He said, "Daddy prefers I don't do that but mommy prefers that I do.". I started laughing hysterically and he said, &lt;br /&gt;"Calm down mommy and use your words!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam brought home dinner tonight...&lt;br /&gt;Me: You win The Daddy of Year Award!&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: You win Daddy of the Urinal!&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, no, Daddy of the YEAR Award&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: No, Daddy of the Urinal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‎"Ok honey, 5 more minutes and it's time to go." (no reaction). "Did you hear me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yup". &lt;br /&gt;"What did I say?"&lt;br /&gt;"You said 10 more minutes and it's time to go."&lt;br /&gt;I'm being outsmarted by an almost 3-yr old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-5926370186450671709?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/5926370186450671709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/10/funny-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5926370186450671709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5926370186450671709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/10/funny-quotes.html' title='Funny Quotes'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-1357856121487219891</id><published>2011-09-14T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T18:13:57.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's measuring and then there's measuring</title><content type='html'>This afternion I asked Jonah to help me make carrot muffins. He was all excited to get going. He asked how he could help so I told him he could help by measuring the ingredients. He immediately went into the utility drawer and took out the measuring tape (he calls it "measure tape"). Then he proceeds to line up the carrots and measure them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were all done, we tasted the muffins and he said, "We made these together! That's teamwork!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1357856121487219891?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1357856121487219891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/09/theres-measuring-and-then-theres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1357856121487219891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1357856121487219891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/09/theres-measuring-and-then-theres.html' title='There&apos;s measuring and then there&apos;s measuring'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-8768367094792452625</id><published>2011-08-27T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:41:24.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah Concert on Eve of Hurricane Irene</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2900a7c89d06b676" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-948780860884711741</id><published>2011-08-27T11:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T11:06:03.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Country Music</title><content type='html'>So, Jonah has a fondness for John Denver that started with his love of the song, "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" (he knows all the words and plays it on his guitar!)  We bought a John Denver CD that Jonah has listened to a few times, and he really likes "Country Road" also. The other night before bedtime, I was singing him "Country Road" and I messed up some of the words. He jumped right in and sang all the right lyrics... "Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains growing like the weeds".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said to me, "Honey, I want you to sing to me in the chair".  I said, "Did you just call me Honey?"  He started to laugh... "Yes!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-948780860884711741?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/948780860884711741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-and-country-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/948780860884711741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/948780860884711741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-and-country-music.html' title='Love and Country Music'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-4743436216520557528</id><published>2011-08-16T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T10:31:40.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be just like you</title><content type='html'>Today in the supermarket, Jonah was helping me pick stuff out, etc and totally unprovoked he said, "Mommy, when I grow up I want to be just like you!"  I couldn't get anything more specific, but that was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later the same day, he was eating his lunch and he said, "Actually Mommy, I want to be just like Daddy when I grow up!" (I think he was thinking about being a man). He said, "I will be a boy for a long time though." :) Thank goodness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-4743436216520557528?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/4743436216520557528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-want-to-be-just-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4743436216520557528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4743436216520557528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-want-to-be-just-like-you.html' title='I want to be just like you'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2033705089929131852</id><published>2011-08-04T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:01:36.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Birth</title><content type='html'>When we went to get Jonah in the morning yesterday, he had his bunny under his pajama shirt. He said he was going to have a baby and then he had bunny come out and he said that since bunny is just a baby, he can't talk yet. &lt;br /&gt;If only it were that easy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2033705089929131852?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2033705089929131852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/08/giving-birth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2033705089929131852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2033705089929131852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/08/giving-birth.html' title='Giving Birth'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7903343957810828092</id><published>2011-07-31T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:55:57.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When we grow up</title><content type='html'>I asked Jonah to put his foot next to mine. I told him that one day his foot would be bigger than mine.  He said, "One day we are all going to be adults!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7903343957810828092?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7903343957810828092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-we-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7903343957810828092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7903343957810828092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-we-grow-up.html' title='When we grow up'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-5307031614862112829</id><published>2011-07-26T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:29:09.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah-isms</title><content type='html'>"The interesting thing about this is...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Actually, Mommy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, her mouth doesn't work. All she does is scream!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, can I touch your beautiful hair? It's so colorful."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-5307031614862112829?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/5307031614862112829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/07/jonah-isms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5307031614862112829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5307031614862112829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/07/jonah-isms.html' title='Jonah-isms'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3769054608868860644</id><published>2011-06-24T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T09:01:57.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Ready</title><content type='html'>Jonah has been pointing to the words on the books he has and "reading" by saying what he thinks the word says. It's hysterical to watch. Sometimes he's even right! 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href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/05/mr-rogers-impression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8342016796572553539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8342016796572553539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/05/mr-rogers-impression.html' title='Mr. Rogers Impression'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-6354490504435021046</id><published>2011-05-22T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T10:40:36.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Underpants</title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention but Jonah has been trained for pee for about 2 months now. He still like to do poops in a diaper but wears underwear the rest of the day. What a big boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-6354490504435021046?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/6354490504435021046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/05/big-boy-underpants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6354490504435021046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6354490504435021046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/05/big-boy-underpants.html' title='Big Boy Underpants'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2987661694919256286</id><published>2011-05-21T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T17:29:02.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compliments will get you everywhere</title><content type='html'>Lately, Jonah has realized that when you want something, it helps to be charming.&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I got my hair cut and whenever Jonah wanted something, he'd say, "I love your haircut Mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, since it's been a while since the haircut, after he was in his crib, he was calling out for me to come and cover him up (again). I came in and he said, "Mommy, I really like your pants."  (I was wearing my same old pajamas!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2987661694919256286?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2987661694919256286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/05/compliments-will-get-you-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2987661694919256286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2987661694919256286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/05/compliments-will-get-you-everywhere.html' title='Compliments will get you everywhere'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-1808243432053812949</id><published>2011-05-15T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:28:19.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Building bridges (and roads)</title><content type='html'>Jonah and I built a road using cardboard blocks. He was pretty happy with it, but wanted to make it longer. I said "Go ahead and add some more blocks to the end." He came back a minute later and said "There aren't any blocks the right shape." He was right -- we had used all the blocks that fit together to make the road. There were other blocks around, but as he pointed out, they would leave a bump in the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1808243432053812949?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1808243432053812949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/05/building-bridges-and-roads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1808243432053812949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1808243432053812949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/05/building-bridges-and-roads.html' title='Building bridges (and roads)'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3953173040181009741</id><published>2011-04-27T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:51:05.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Book ages 2-2.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="425" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshowphotobook/slideshow_pb.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="xmlURL=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fpsdata%3FprojectGUID%3D0BZsWTZy0ZslcW%26uid%3D002034962130%26size%3D0%26ts%3D1303951792000%26height%3D425%26width%3D425&amp;size=0&amp;ob=0&amp;fc=0&amp;ss=0&amp;sb=0&amp;ft=0"/&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"/&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;embed width="425" height="425" align="middle" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" name="wrapper" quality="best" menu="false" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" flashvars="xmlURL=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fpsdata%3FprojectGUID%3D0BZsWTZy0ZslcW%26uid%3D002034962130%26size%3D0%26ts%3D1303951792000%26height%3D425%26width%3D425&amp;size=0&amp;ob=0&amp;fc=0&amp;ss=0&amp;sb=0&amp;ft=0" src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshowphotobook/slideshow_pb.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="width:425px;margin-top:0;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0BZsWTZy0ZsnIA&amp;eid=118"&gt;Click here to view this photo book larger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3953173040181009741?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/3953173040181009741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/04/photo-book-ages-2-25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3953173040181009741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3953173040181009741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/04/photo-book-ages-2-25.html' title='Photo Book ages 2-2.5'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-9051716354743304483</id><published>2011-04-22T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:55:21.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a good listener!</title><content type='html'>We got a laminating machine today.  Jonah was so excited about it and wanted to touch it and the laminating paper, etc. I told him a few times to stop touching it all and then I told him he wasn't being a good listener when he kept touching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was talking to himself in bed after I put him down so i went up to see what it was about. He is now pretty much trained for pee in the toilet, so he was saying, "Mommy, I made a pee pee, please change my diaper!"  So then when I took him out he said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, I am a good listener because I didn't touch the lemonade machine... but Grace is not a good listener since she took off her shoes and socks when her Mommy told her to keep them on!"  (While visiting Grace and Carter and Rachael and Dan, Grace did do this!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-9051716354743304483?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/9051716354743304483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-good-listener.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/9051716354743304483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/9051716354743304483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-good-listener.html' title='I&apos;m a good listener!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-984614027357147454</id><published>2011-02-15T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T11:09:42.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Quotes</title><content type='html'>While listening to Chicken Soup With Rice song, he hears "I will go away to far off Spain"... He says, "Where's Spain?"  I say, "It's far away.  You have to take a plane to get there."  "You want to go to SPAIN RIGHT NOW!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy calls you Honey, like the honey you squish into your tea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are called Sea Horses because they can see underwater."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-984614027357147454?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/984614027357147454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/02/some-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/984614027357147454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/984614027357147454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/02/some-quotes.html' title='Some Quotes'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-932157546155004629</id><published>2011-02-04T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T06:16:05.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoons</title><content type='html'>One morning I was making oatmeal for Jonah and I offered him a choice of spoons. I pulled out a yellow one, an orange one, a green one, and a blue one. Not interested. I found one more -- a dark blue one. He asked me what color it was. I said "This one is *dark* blue". He said "I want the *morning* blue spoon". It took me a second to realize he meant "light blue".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-932157546155004629?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/932157546155004629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/02/spoons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/932157546155004629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/932157546155004629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/02/spoons.html' title='Spoons'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-6740805513126672137</id><published>2011-01-31T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:26:42.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah's first attempt at independently spelling his name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/TUdTLCck-gI/AAAAAAAACD0/iDP0MYNXJ04/s1600/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/TUdTLCck-gI/AAAAAAAACD0/iDP0MYNXJ04/s320/IMG_0177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568510913367308802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-6740805513126672137?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/6740805513126672137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/jonahs-first-attempt-at-independently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6740805513126672137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6740805513126672137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/jonahs-first-attempt-at-independently.html' title='Jonah&apos;s first attempt at independently spelling his name'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/TUdTLCck-gI/AAAAAAAACD0/iDP0MYNXJ04/s72-c/IMG_0177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-868248871473170953</id><published>2011-01-31T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T07:21:53.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making connections</title><content type='html'>Jonah (drawing a picture of mommy): "Here's mommy's eyes, and mommy's hair, and mommy's teeth, and mommy's legs, and mommy's penis....."  The funny thing about this is that he knows I don't have a penis, and tells me, "Mommy doesn't have a penis. She has a pocket for making babies."  I think he was just trying to get my goat.&lt;br /&gt;The picture was pretty cool- lots of circles and straight lines. He looked at it when he was done and told me it looked like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning at breakfast, Sam asked which color spoon he wanted to use. He took out all the colors. He asked Jonah if he wanted the dark blue spoon, and Jonah said he wanted the "morning blue" spoon. (opposite of dark is morning!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-868248871473170953?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/868248871473170953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/making-connections_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/868248871473170953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/868248871473170953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/making-connections_31.html' title='Making connections'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3464443480822539521</id><published>2011-01-23T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:14:07.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a Man</title><content type='html'>"You can get so many blocks cuz you're a man!" --Jonah cleaning up blocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3464443480822539521?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/3464443480822539521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7312038082226514517</id><published>2011-01-23T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:09:41.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's just my cheeks!</title><content type='html'>Babysitter (Katie): Is that grapes in your cheeks, Jonah?&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: No Katie, that's just my cheeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7312038082226514517?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7312038082226514517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/thats-just-my-cheeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7312038082226514517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7312038082226514517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/thats-just-my-cheeks.html' title='That&apos;s just my cheeks!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-6400997579227380988</id><published>2011-01-20T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T18:34:31.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making connections</title><content type='html'>Daddy (reading Lightship book): this boats has lights on it.&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: what are those called?&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: they call them lanterns&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: like in the pumpkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Jonah are at the library for story hour.&lt;br /&gt;The librarian is reading a book  Jonah has never seen before about a horse giving rides to animals who fall off of the horse's back.  Jonah calls out, "They are gonna want another ride!!!" The librarian says, "Someone has seen this book before!" (he hadn't!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today out of the blue, Jonah says, "Necklace like you wear around your neck sounds like Nicholas, like Nick and Maisy".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-6400997579227380988?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/6400997579227380988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/making-connections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6400997579227380988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6400997579227380988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/making-connections.html' title='Making connections'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-1490971330848794162</id><published>2011-01-18T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:52:47.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch My Lips</title><content type='html'>Jonah has been calling his new teacher Karen "Perrin" (Juliet's mom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can't really hear the difference, so I've been saying to him, "watch my lips... KKK-aren".  He then says, "Perrin".  Tonight, listening to him over the monitor, he said, "Watch my lips... PERRIN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1490971330848794162?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1490971330848794162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/watch-my-lips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1490971330848794162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1490971330848794162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/watch-my-lips.html' title='Watch My Lips'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-799576115027958897</id><published>2011-01-15T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T13:36:08.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the mind of a 2-year-old</title><content type='html'>Jonah: You used to say "sun bubba" when you were a baby&lt;br /&gt;Me: And now you're a big boy, what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: Sun butter!&lt;br /&gt;Jonah (pauses): But you can still say "sun bubba"&lt;br /&gt;Me: OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Look, it's a bulldozer&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: It's kind of like a bulldozer. It's a front-end loader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: that's daddy's power drill! It's a real power drill. This is Jonah's power drill. It's pretend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-799576115027958897?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/799576115027958897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/from-mind-of-2-year-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/799576115027958897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/799576115027958897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2011/01/from-mind-of-2-year-old.html' title='From the mind of a 2-year-old'/><author><name>Aliza 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Funny</title><content type='html'>Jonah (looking at the top of Sam's head): Daddy should get some more hair on there. Daddy should buy some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking at a driver in the car next to us (male, Hispanic), Jonah says, "Look, there's Tata....NO! 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I tried to explain the lines divided the pool into "lanes" so people could swim in straight rows.  He said, "lanes, like Elaina!"  (a girl in his school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/21/10&lt;br /&gt;This evening Jonah told a knock-knock joke -- his first, and he did it correctly!:&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: Knock knock&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: Cargo&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cargo who?&lt;br /&gt;Jonah: Car go beep beep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1640443627376340194?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1640443627376340194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/12/homonyms-and-other-word-plays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1640443627376340194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1640443627376340194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/12/homonyms-and-other-word-plays.html' title='Homonyms and other word plays'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-8598750903354775004</id><published>2010-12-08T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T18:57:01.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappearing oranges</title><content type='html'>This evening (ok, way after bedtime) Jonah wanted some oranges. We put six sections on his tray and ate one. I asked him how many were left and he said "five"! He ate another and said he had four left. Then at three, for some reason, he went back to six. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-6187063350314627963</id><published>2010-12-05T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T18:00:08.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy doesn't have a penis and other discoveries</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess it was bound to happen....&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day.  Jonah saw me getting dressed, came over and said, "Mommy has a penis".  I told him I didn't have a penis, that only boys have penises.  He tried to get a closer look, and then he proclaimed, "Mommy has a poopy there!"  &lt;br /&gt;Later in the day (hours later), he repeated to Sam that, "Mommy doesn't have a penis". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dinner, Sam was drinking beer and Jonah asked to have some of it.  Sam said no.  Then moments later, Jonah saunters over to Sam's seat and said, "Hi Daddy, what are you drinking?"  Ah, so smooth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-6187063350314627963?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/6187063350314627963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/12/mommy-doesnt-have-penis-and-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6187063350314627963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6187063350314627963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/12/mommy-doesnt-have-penis-and-other.html' title='Mommy doesn&apos;t have a penis and other discoveries'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3140705436366276421</id><published>2010-11-20T17:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T17:35:29.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"That is how it works"...</title><content type='html'>"First the leaves fall off the trees, then it gets cold out and then the snow falls and then we get our boots on and play in the snow."  (and that is how it works, according to Jonah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, at music class this week, Paula asked, "What is something that goes turning in your heart?"  Jonah yelled out, "A big wheel!" (that is how the song goes). He was the only kid in the room who said anything (and there are a lot of older kids).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3140705436366276421?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/3140705436366276421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/11/that-is-how-it-works.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3140705436366276421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3140705436366276421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/11/that-is-how-it-works.html' title='&quot;That is how it works&quot;...'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-75634624312482992</id><published>2010-11-04T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:39:47.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Jonah at 2 yrs, almost 2 weeks</title><content type='html'>Jonah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came into our lives, and we were forever changed in ways we never could have expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an infant, you were a colicky, covered in eczema adorable mess. You kept your mommy busy with nursings every two hours round the clock for 8 months.  At 8 months, with your already 4 teeth (two on top, two on bottom), you started biting me when I nursed you and that was that.  Magically, the eczema and crankiness totally disappeared.  Ah, if only we would have known it was all the eggs! Sorry!!!  Since then, you have been a complete delight, in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always been advanced and early in every way-- you started getting teeth at 4 months, walked on your own at 10 mos (on our two year anniversary trip to Boothbay!), started talking before you were a year old...full sentences before two.... potty training before two.... the list goes on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such an independent, spirited little boy.  Yesterday, you got a present for your birthday of a truck that has big screws you can unscrew with a big power drill.  You sat on the kitchen floor, I swear, for an hour determined to figure out how to do it "all by yourself".  The only time you got frustrated was when I asked if I could help you.  Sure enough, you did figure it out and were screwing and unscrewing those screws the rest of the night.  (Thanks Pauline and Ellery!) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love singing and have developed quite a repertoire. Your favorite thing to do is sit with your guitar (you call it "catar") and play and sing.  You know all the words to the ABC song, Baba Black Sheep, The Rainbow Connection, Somewhere over the rainbow, and songs you sing at school like the Bubble Gum song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still not very cuddly, but yesterday when I had to run out to the store and daddy was putting you to bed you gave me my fist real kiss on the cheek.  It was by far the highlight of my week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have such amazing intuition about people and places.  You also have an amazing memory. You recognize places we have only been to one time, and remember details about that time, like a parking lot or a restaurant we ate at once.  When I passed by a friends house, you told me that I passed by it!  Boy oh boy! I better watch out!  At the playground yesterday, there were a lot of older wild kids and you walked off on your own and kicked through the fall leaves, happily.  You told me when you are bigger you will play with the stuff the big kids were playing on.  You explained how when the leaves were done falling it would be winter time and then we would have snow.  You remembered this from when I told you that one time many weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you are really starting to test your dad and me, we love you for it.  We know you just want to do everything by yourself and we are trying as best we know how to let you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most favorite thing in the world is holding your hand in mine.  The way your hand feels- so soft, so little, so innocent and trusting.  I love it when you want to hold my hand. It's such a privilege and I feel like the luckiest mom in the entire world to have you for my son.  I know your daddy feels the same way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have made me a more patient person, a more grateful person, and a more loving person.  You have tested my boundaries, and taught me that love has none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-75634624312482992?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/75634624312482992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/11/letter-to-jonah-at-2-yrs-almost-2-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/75634624312482992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/75634624312482992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/11/letter-to-jonah-at-2-yrs-almost-2-weeks.html' title='Letter to Jonah at 2 yrs, almost 2 weeks'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7185745145316751202</id><published>2010-10-21T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T18:24:03.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acting like a two year old (in a good way!!!)</title><content type='html'>Today, Jonah was virtually potty trained. He came home from school early, after lunch (since I brought in cupcakes to celebrate).  He immediately said that he wanted to go poop on the potty, and he did just that. Then, the rest of the day, he asked to use the potty every time he went pee.  His diaper stayed dry all day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided at bedtime that he wanted to read ME the stories, so he picked the books, and one by one went page by page, repeating almost verbatim what he had heard us read. He read the "Are you My Mother" book and at the end said, "I know who you are, you are my mommy and I love you very much!" (this is how it ends), and then turned to me and said the same thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7185745145316751202?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7185745145316751202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/10/acting-like-two-year-old-in-good-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7185745145316751202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7185745145316751202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/10/acting-like-two-year-old-in-good-way.html' title='Acting like a two year old (in a good way!!!)'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7035984234347080259</id><published>2010-10-13T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T12:10:34.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing!</title><content type='html'>Jonah has been singing A LOT lately!&lt;br /&gt;He often takes out his play guitar and sings while strumming. So far, we've heard all these songs in their entirety:&lt;br /&gt;-Rainbow Connection&lt;br /&gt;-Somewhere over the Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;- I've been working on the Railroad&lt;br /&gt;- Ba Ba Black Sheep&lt;br /&gt;-Alphabet Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also tries his best to get the words from all the different songs he hears on the stereo/CDs.  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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3350708490309557148</id><published>2010-09-29T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T16:55:37.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny things</title><content type='html'>-We were at Jill's the other day and Jonah looked at their red pillows in the living room and said, "We have pillows like this at home".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Now when Jonah hears a quiet song, he says, "This is a sleepy song".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tonight at the dinner table, Jonah looked surprisingly at his fingers and said, "You have a toenail on your finger!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3350708490309557148?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/TJpR3nDckbI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/pag4gIqjMVQ/s72-c/Parlee+Farm+910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2770548312565178361</id><published>2010-09-20T17:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:45:13.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poopy on the Potty (or "the brown one")</title><content type='html'>Last night while in the bathtub, Jonah says, "there's a tube in your tushy". I asked if he had to poop and he said yes so I put him on the potty and he sat and made on there! He was all excited to flush it down the big toilet afterward.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, as I was changing his diaper before bedtime, he said he wanted to go poopy again on the potty so I took him on it. He made a pee but not a poop. He got off the toilet and looked inside.  He said, "Where's the brown one?"  I explained to him that only pee pee came out and it's yellow, not brown. He seemed surprised.  He kept saying that there was a whole in his penis. I explained it's where the pee comes out.  Fascinated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2770548312565178361?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2770548312565178361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/09/poopy-on-potty-or-brown-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2770548312565178361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2770548312565178361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/09/poopy-on-potty-or-brown-one.html' title='Poopy on the Potty (or &quot;the brown one&quot;)'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-4253560890067162739</id><published>2010-09-17T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T11:13:59.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Alphabet Song</title><content type='html'>Jonah surprised me yesterday after returning home from "school".  We were just playing in his room and out of nowhere he starts singing the entire alphabet song- from A to "now I know my ABCs..."  I couldn't believe it! The best was his reaction to how excited I got. He just kept giggling.  Have to catch it on tape now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-4253560890067162739?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/4253560890067162739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/09/alphabet-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4253560890067162739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4253560890067162739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/09/alphabet-song.html' title='The Alphabet Song'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-4721608634284602390</id><published>2010-08-30T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T18:40:42.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Funny Jonah-isms</title><content type='html'>Jonah helped me make a wreath tonight. I went to the store and got the supplies and then came home with them. He looked at the bag and said, "A present?"  I showed him what it was and how he could help me make it. He just kept exclaiming, "It is beautiful!" He got so excited being able to help place the leaves and berries into the wreath.  "Jonah is helping Mommy" he'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I put him down to bed tonight, I said, "Bed time for Bonzo!"  Jonah replied, "I love you, Bonzo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Daddy Report: yesterday we went to visit Perrin, Jack, and Juliet. Jonah got to play with all new toys. He found a toy that consists of a spiral tube with a funnel at the top. He hauled the toy over to me and said "Where's the ball for this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a Kettler tricycle, just like ours. He pointed to it and said "they have that".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch today (and previously), he said, "This tastes good, it's delicious!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-4721608634284602390?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/4721608634284602390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-funny-jonah-isms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4721608634284602390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4721608634284602390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-funny-jonah-isms.html' title='More Funny Jonah-isms'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-1071073188430222750</id><published>2010-08-30T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:55:27.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Moon!</title><content type='html'>While at the Lincoln Park playground this morning, Jonah spotted the moon in the sky. He said, "Look! There's the moon!"  "Want to go and see it!"  Then, he started running for the gate so that he could get closer to the moon. He started running on the field, trying to get closer to it. Finally, I told him the moon was too far to reach. We needed a rocket ship to get to the moon.  He seemed ok with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1071073188430222750?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1071073188430222750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1071073188430222750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1071073188430222750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-moon.html' title='To the Moon!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-8487438062804456933</id><published>2010-08-24T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:15:53.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Jonah at almost 2!</title><content type='html'>Jonah,&lt;div&gt;I can't honestly believe that in exactly two months, my little boy is going to be TWO years old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a day has gone by lately that you don't completely amaze me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some examples--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)&lt;i&gt;Your memory for things:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Today we went to Wilson Farm with Saba and Tata.  We walked up to where the fish are in the pond in the greenhouse. Before we even got there, you said, "the sign says no throwing rocks in the water".  Sure enough, right next to the fish pond was a sign that said just that.  You remembered from the last time we were there (at least a month ago).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)&lt;i&gt;Your vocabulary&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You not only repeat all the long words we say ("delicious", "envelope", many more) but you also repeat them over and over until you say it the right way ("finker" became "sprinkler" after a day of trial and error--led by you!)  You describe things perfectly-- "it's sprinkling outside" when it is in fact sprinkling out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)&lt;i&gt;Your uncanny sense of direction&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day we were in the parking lot for the doctor's office. They happen to share a lot with a restaurant we took you to a few weeks prior. You remembered, and as we are in the lot, you say, "restaurant is over there with the red bench". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You also tell us when we are near parks you like, close to home, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) &lt;i&gt;Your individuality:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You really don't care what the other kids are all doing. You want to do your own thing and ironically because of that, other kids want to join you-- you are a natural leader, even if not by choice!  The other day at the Acton Children's Museum, you wondered off into another room since the other kids had followed you into the room where you were.  Next thing I know, you were temporarily lost!  You had me terrified for a minute.  When I found you,  you were not scared at all. You were at the top of the stairs just happy to be doing your own thing.  Don't loose this individuality. It's an amazing quality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite moments with you lately:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- watching you play by yourself in your room, building towers, train tracks, all by yourself, and making up games with your bunny.  The other day you told daddy you want to invite bunny to your birthday party.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- playing with you on the bed.  You love to do "timber!" where you fall down, free-fall style on your back and giggle with pure joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- you still let me hold you (sometimes).  I love feeling your soft skin-  especially on your back, where it's particularly warm and soft.  Mostly, you want to be on your own, but in public, or when you are a little shy in a new environment, you are still ok with me holding you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- watching how excited you get to go on the potty. Lately, when you start to go, I ask you if you want to sit on the potty and you run in the most adorable way, arms flailing in the air, with excitement to go sit on the potty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- watching you enjoy food-- you say, "mmm" and "It is good!" or "It's delicious!" or "Yummy in my tummy!" This coming from a boy who never really enjoyed food all that much. You are getting much more adventurous now, and eating things like snow peas, grape tomatoes, even lemons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- you have starting singing!  Really singing! You may be tone deaf, but you get the words right-- so far you sing "Twinkle twinkle", "Baby Mine", "ABCD" (up to G), and are eager to learn more.  When I make up a song, you always say, "Mommy, sing it again!" Of course then I can't remember exactly what I sang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You start pre-school in just a week and I am so excited for you. I think you are really going to love it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you more than words could ever express.  You are the one thing that can make me excited to get out of bed in the morning, no matter how early it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-8487438062804456933?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/8487438062804456933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/letter-to-jonah-at-almost-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8487438062804456933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8487438062804456933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/letter-to-jonah-at-almost-2.html' title='Letter to Jonah at almost 2!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3919172747121464672</id><published>2010-08-19T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:39:41.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun and Friends and Acton Children's Museum</title><content type='html'>Today we went to the Children's Discovery Museum in Acton with Tracey and her son Wyatt and Pauline and Ellery. &lt;div&gt;Before we left, we were at home and Jonah wanted to "go play in backyard!" since it was a sunny beautiful day.  I was trying to convince him to go in the car so I told him Ellery was going.  He remembered that the last time we got together with Ellery, she yelled, "NO!" loudly and so he told me, "Ellery says NO!"  I said that she was just in a bad mood that day and he repeated "Ellery in a bad mood".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got there, had a ball (literally-- there's a "ball room"), also in the water room where a big bubble wraps around you and in lots of other rooms.  At one point, I panicked since I couldn't find Jonah.  He had climbed up to the next level by himself and was just doing his own thing. That guy! He loves being where noone else is and being Mr. Independent.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the car on the way home, he had a bag of fishies and I reached my hand back to get them from him but instead he gave me a foot!  He didn't want to give those fishies up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3919172747121464672?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/3919172747121464672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-and-friends-and-acton-childrens.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3919172747121464672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3919172747121464672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-and-friends-and-acton-childrens.html' title='Fun and Friends and Acton Children&apos;s Museum'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-690736161971384868</id><published>2010-08-16T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T17:32:26.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to "The Fountain Store"</title><content type='html'>Today we walked to the garden shop near us, which Jonah likes to refer to as "The Fountain Store".  After looking around a bit at fountains and plants, he said that he wanted to go in the bushes.  He "hid" himself among the bushes and said, "Jonah makin' a nice poopy in bushes".  "Mommy go look at fountain ovah deyah."  (he didn't want me to watch him pooping).  I took a few steps away and pretended to be looking at a flower nearby.  I exclaimed what a beautiful flower it was and he came out from the bushes to repeat, "what a beautiful flowah".  &lt;div&gt;I told him we had to go home to change his poopy diaper and he said, "sit in strolla with poopy diapah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-690736161971384868?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/690736161971384868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/trip-to-fountain-store.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/690736161971384868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/690736161971384868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/trip-to-fountain-store.html' title='Trip to &quot;The Fountain Store&quot;'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-5864388768456754702</id><published>2010-08-15T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T16:36:31.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime</title><content type='html'>Mommy: What are you doing? (he's looking out the window)&lt;div&gt;Jonah: Checking the weather.  See if it's raining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy: It's time to go to bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonah: Goodnight weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonah: Goodnight beautiful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In bed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy: Good night Jonah I Love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonah: I wuv you. Boys say dat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-5864388768456754702?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/5864388768456754702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/bedtime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5864388768456754702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5864388768456754702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/bedtime.html' title='Bedtime'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2235849180089368867</id><published>2010-08-12T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T10:28:58.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fork Lift</title><content type='html'>Given Jonah's utter love for all tractors, trucks and construction vehicles, we got him a little gift of a fork that is shaped like a tractor.  He picked it up, looked at it, and said, "FORK LIFT!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2235849180089368867?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2235849180089368867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/fork-lift.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2235849180089368867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2235849180089368867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/fork-lift.html' title='Fork Lift'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-5390139818653547723</id><published>2010-08-10T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T05:39:43.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Sing</title><content type='html'>Jonah has been practicing singing lately.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in the car, I had the country music station on and Jonah was in the back going "La lalalal lalala".  I asked what he was doing and he said "singing!"&lt;br /&gt;He can also sing "Twinkle Twinkle" in it's entirety but usually waits til he's alone in his crib to do it.&lt;br /&gt;He makes requests for me to sing certain songs like "Baby Mine".  He then can sing "Baby Mine don't you cry..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-5390139818653547723?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/5390139818653547723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/learning-to-sing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5390139818653547723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5390139818653547723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/learning-to-sing.html' title='Learning to Sing'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3566463646093438657</id><published>2010-08-09T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:47:09.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Showing his independence but still a softie at heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;True story: Put J. down for a nap and he says, "Mommy get out!" So I abruptly leave, close the door and hear through the door: "I wuv you mommy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3566463646093438657?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/3566463646093438657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/showing-his-independence-but-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3566463646093438657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3566463646093438657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/showing-his-independence-but-still.html' title='Showing his independence but still a softie at heart'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-1774751062751637046</id><published>2010-08-03T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:27:58.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Jonah-isms</title><content type='html'>-- "Water came out of penis!"&lt;br /&gt;-- "No go in store, go down stairs and see animals." (at Wilson's Farm)&lt;div&gt;-- "Mommy's name "Uweeezah"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "Want it. Need it. Have it. Buy it!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "Please..." "Please can I have it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- When Juliet tries to give him a hug he says, "No thank you" and turns his cheek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "Bunny have two ears and bunny have two eyes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "Tractors can't fly, boats can't fly, trucks can't fly..." "Trucks go on the road!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "Mommy and Jonah go on airplane to visit Tata and Saba and Cosetty"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Things that make Jonah laugh: "Car decorated like cake", "Give mommy rasp-bewy on shoulder", "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "That guy!" referring to anyone of interest nearby (1-2 feet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "Knock down daddy's tower; daddy be crying crying"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "Don't fall in flowers! Be crying crying"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- "Only mommies daddies go in de-ah [there]"&lt;br /&gt;--"Only workmen go in de-ah" (in tractors, offices, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1774751062751637046?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1774751062751637046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/funny-jonah-isms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1774751062751637046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1774751062751637046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/08/funny-jonah-isms.html' title='Funny Jonah-isms'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2059704108739270974</id><published>2010-07-25T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T18:52:14.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firsts</title><content type='html'>-This week, Jonah learned how to climb both up AND down the stairs by himself.  He says, "hold on to railing" and he does-- by himself.&lt;div&gt;- He now can count to 10.  The first time he did it was in the car about a week ago when we were on the Cape visiting Jacob and Jenna.  He just looked at his shoe, moved his finger along the sole, and started counting-- he made it 1-10 by himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Related to counting, today, I alternated numbers with him (I say "1", he says "2", etc.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Somersaults!!! Just started doing them on his own, without any rhyme or reason.  He loves it though and laughs hysterically when he does it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Using possessives and pronouns ("Jonah's", "Mommy's", "her", "him", etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- SINGING!!! He may be tone deaf, but he can sing the words to "Twikle Twinkle" (some of them) and "ABCD" (ok maybe just ABC).  "Baby Mine Don't You Cry" (but it "makes sad")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2059704108739270974?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2059704108739270974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/07/firsts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2059704108739270974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2059704108739270974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/07/firsts.html' title='Firsts'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-5949511989493794212</id><published>2010-07-14T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T08:19:02.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy in the Way!</title><content type='html'>"Mommy in the way... excuse me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-5949511989493794212?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/5949511989493794212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/07/mommy-in-way.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5949511989493794212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5949511989493794212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/07/mommy-in-way.html' title='Mommy in the Way!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-473863961459827854</id><published>2010-07-10T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:14:40.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daddy Report</title><content type='html'>At the house in Rehoboth Beach Jonah was jumping on a little kid-sized easy chair and yelling out "A-boombah!". I starting laughing so hard. Jonah saw me laughing, stopped and with a big grin on his face said "Jonah is funny".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Jonah and I made lasagna. I wanted him to stand on our stepstool to help me. When he helped Nanna make lasagna he was in charge of sprinkling parmesan cheese on each layer (which he calls "sprinkle sprinkle"). I looked all over for the stepstool, but couldn't find it. Jonah watched me look around and then said "Stepstool in basement". He was right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah and I were building various things with Legos -- trucks, airplanes, towers, castles, etc. One thing we like to do is make them very tall. Jonah will say "almost as tall as Jonah is" and "might fall down". As we were playing my tower got too tall and fell over. With a sad tone in my voice I said "Daddy's tower fell down". Jonah stopped what he was doing, came over and patted me on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah and I were in the kitchen, and I was unloading the dishwasher. As I bent over to get some dishes, Jonah came up behind me and said "Pat daddy's butt" while he did just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah wanted to go play in the back yard, but I told him I didn't think that was a good idea (because it was lunchtime and naptime). He said "Go ask mommy play back yard". Already trying to play us off each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately Jonah has had some eczema on his butt and legs (probably from the heat). When we change him he'll say "Want tushy cream. Put some on it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-473863961459827854?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/473863961459827854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/07/daddy-report.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/473863961459827854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/473863961459827854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/07/daddy-report.html' title='The Daddy Report'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-6143878635108101518</id><published>2010-06-29T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:06:04.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Mine knows his cars</title><content type='html'>I always sing the song "Baby Mine" to Jonah when he is going to sleep.  Tonight I started singing it while I rocked his sweet little body in my arms. He looked into my eyes and with his pacifier in his mouth he said, "Make sad".  I sang "Twinkle twinkle" instead.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While strolling down the street today in Rehoboth Beach, Jonah noticed the car that my dad has.  Same color, same brand (Prius).  He looked at it and said, "Saba's car" (he calls him Saba).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-6143878635108101518?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/6143878635108101518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-mine-knows-his-cars.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6143878635108101518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6143878635108101518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-mine-knows-his-cars.html' title='Baby Mine knows his cars'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3332466214103127816</id><published>2010-06-28T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T16:54:12.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freckles</title><content type='html'>Jonah noticed that he has a freckle on his arm.  And one on his hand too. They seemed to have appeared from out of nowhere and it's a little odd seeing them on his otherwise perfectly unblemished skin.  Still, it's really cute.  He asked me what they were called and I told him "Freckles".  Then he pointed to my arm and said, "Mommy have freckles and Jonah have freckles."  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3332466214103127816?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/3332466214103127816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/freckles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3332466214103127816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3332466214103127816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/freckles.html' title='Freckles'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3784849976661800079</id><published>2010-06-25T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T16:37:53.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hot Belly" and "Baby C's"</title><content type='html'>Today Jonah told me, "Jonah have hot belly.  Mommy check it."  Then he lied down on the mat on the floor and waited for me to "check it".  I poked and prodded and he just laughed.  Then I realized that he hadn't pooped all day and that's probably what he meant.  I told him he probably had a poop in there and then he went on the potty seat and pooped.   Go figure.  A hot belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight for his bedtime book, Jonah chose an "ABC" Dr. Seuss book. He called it the "Baby C's" book. He laughed hysterically at the Dr. Seussisms, especially the "Q" page:  The Quick Queen of Quincy and her quaking quaker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3784849976661800079?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/3784849976661800079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/hot-belly-and-baby-cs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3784849976661800079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3784849976661800079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/hot-belly-and-baby-cs.html' title='&quot;Hot Belly&quot; and &quot;Baby C&apos;s&quot;'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-1683274847928800523</id><published>2010-06-22T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:06:51.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Belly Buttons</title><content type='html'>Jonah has had a bad cough and cold the past few days so yesterday we went to the doctor and while she examined him with her stethescope, she played this game with him of trying to find his belly button. She looked on his back, his chest, etc.  Then she said, "Did you leave your belly button at home?"  He thought this was pretty funny and kept repeating that phrase, "Bewwy button at home" over and over once we got home.  Thank goodness for Dr. Landis who always keeps us both smiling no matter how badly we feel. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1683274847928800523?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1683274847928800523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/lost-belly-buttons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1683274847928800523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1683274847928800523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/lost-belly-buttons.html' title='Lost Belly Buttons'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2232939912410810921</id><published>2010-06-22T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:04:32.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Pennies</title><content type='html'>Jonah has an old spice jar he carries around with him that has pennies in it that we gave him.  Today I asked him how many pennies he had. He "dumped" them out (his words) and counted one by one... "one, two, free, fooah, five!"  Wow.  I was dumbfounded and giddy with pride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2232939912410810921?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2232939912410810921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/counting-pennies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2232939912410810921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2232939912410810921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/counting-pennies.html' title='Counting Pennies'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-1288940287734550558</id><published>2010-06-17T09:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T08:16:01.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah-isms</title><content type='html'>- No fall in fountain!&lt;br /&gt;- Jonah frow pennies in fountain!&lt;br /&gt;- No bite mommy. I sorry.&lt;br /&gt;- I all done (food).&lt;br /&gt;- Jonah go poopy in potty!&lt;br /&gt;- Rain rain go away Mommy and Jonah want to play!&lt;br /&gt;- Toes hiding in jamas (pajamas)/sand/mud/grass/dirt&lt;br /&gt;- Jonah try it. Jonah have it. Jonah need it. Jonah want it.  Jonah buy it.  (all stuff he wants)&lt;br /&gt;- Delicious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1288940287734550558?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1288940287734550558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/jonah-isms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1288940287734550558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1288940287734550558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/jonah-isms.html' title='Jonah-isms'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7132920121825593375</id><published>2010-06-13T13:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T13:41:01.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poopy WITHOUT diaper</title><content type='html'>Jonah asked today to go poopy on the potty (again) and this time we got brave and took his diaper off.  He proceeded to poop on the potty!!! YAY! (of course when I took him off, he continued to poop down my leg, but hey, it's a start!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7132920121825593375?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7132920121825593375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/poopy-without-diaper.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7132920121825593375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7132920121825593375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/poopy-without-diaper.html' title='Poopy WITHOUT diaper'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-4788355796265461434</id><published>2010-06-12T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T14:26:47.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah in a circle</title><content type='html'>Jonah was listening the other day to his CD from Music Together (music class) and there is a song called "Old Brass Wagon" where one of the lines is, "Circle to the left old brass wagon...Circle to the right old brass wagon...".  Sam asked Jonah if he wanted to go in a circle.  Jonah went and stood inside one of the circular shapes on our rug and said, "Jonah in a circle!"  Too funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-4788355796265461434?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/4788355796265461434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/jonah-in-circle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4788355796265461434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4788355796265461434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/jonah-in-circle.html' title='Jonah in a circle'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-1844044620824460884</id><published>2010-06-12T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T14:25:00.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty talk</title><content type='html'>This past Thursday, Jonah was home for a few hours with Daddy while Mommy went out and did an errand.  Apparently, big stuff happened!  Literally!  Jonah told Sam he had to go poopy and he wanted to go on the potty.  Sam brought him into the bathroom, put him on his potty (with diaper on) and Jonah asked for some privacy. Then, he proceeded to go poop on the potty! When Sam came in to check on him he was reaching for toilet paper, saying, "too much paper!"&lt;br /&gt;Since then, every time he has to go poop, he asks to go on the potty (still with diaper on-- we haven't gotten completely brave yet!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1844044620824460884?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1844044620824460884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/potty-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1844044620824460884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1844044620824460884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/potty-talk.html' title='Potty talk'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-4944725617443956355</id><published>2010-06-04T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T16:36:18.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Person Places and Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/TAkkKCIMv4I/AAAAAAAABtc/xPc8ZEoHIZ4/s1600/0009Guyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/TAkkKCIMv4I/AAAAAAAABtc/xPc8ZEoHIZ4/s320/0009Guyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478950176461471618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah has an uncanny ability to remember places.  Here are a few examples:&lt;br /&gt;-- Driving on the street that leads to a big playground, he says, "Too cold (for) playground".&lt;br /&gt;-- Walking past the ATM machine, he says, "Mommy get money in machine".&lt;br /&gt;-- Driving away from our house he says, "Bye bye home" and when getting close to home on the return he says, "Home!"&lt;br /&gt;-- Driving or walking near library he says, "Jonah library!" "See fishees!"&lt;div&gt;-- Driving past T station, he says, "Jonah go on train!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-4944725617443956355?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/4944725617443956355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/person-places-and-things.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4944725617443956355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4944725617443956355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/06/person-places-and-things.html' title='Person Places and Things'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/TAkkKCIMv4I/AAAAAAAABtc/xPc8ZEoHIZ4/s72-c/0009Guyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3687239760489685669</id><published>2010-05-30T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:14:38.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From one to two to three word sentences...</title><content type='html'>"only daddy drinks poffee (coffee)"&lt;div&gt;"only daddy sharp knife"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"daddy sit on bike. go work".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"daddy touch ocean...jonah touch ocean"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"stars blinking" (in store)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sit in car short time"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"daddy/mommy help you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sit on stool"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"lights turn green!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"park too cold."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"more karaide" (parade)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"not in mouth, mommy take away!" (about something that shouldn't be in his mouth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuff we've been up to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Davis Farmland (Sterling, MA) for petting zoo and water park.  Jonah loved the animals, but held onto mommy for dear life at the water park. He didn't like all that water "in eyes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Trip "going on train" downtown on the T.  Jonah loved the ride so much he didn't want to get off and as soon as we were off was asking to get back on the train.  He still asks to go on the train every time we drive past Alewife T station (and knew it was a train station even before we ever took a train there!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Trip to Ogunquit beach (Maine) for Memorial Day weekend. He wanted to touch the sand and water but was very tentative.  Wanted daddy to do it first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Various local playgrounds: Jonah is starting to climb up the ladders by himself and slide down slides by himself.  He likes to walk across the "wiggle wiggle" bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3687239760489685669?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/3687239760489685669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-daddy-drinks-poffee-coffee-only.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3687239760489685669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3687239760489685669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-daddy-drinks-poffee-coffee-only.html' title='From one to two to three word sentences...'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-8694817363844766822</id><published>2010-04-15T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:42:44.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jonah Do!"</title><content type='html'>"Daddy's juice" (pointing to wine bottle)&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy tush" (while mommy is getting dressed)&lt;br /&gt;"machine" (lawn mower next door)&lt;br /&gt;"op-nee window"  (open window)&lt;br /&gt;"take home" (about toy in store he wanted).&lt;br /&gt;"tankyu" (thank you) when we bought the toy, said to store clerk).&lt;br /&gt;"bye bye home" (driving away from home)&lt;br /&gt;"More adar" (more stars- when making stars out of playdoh)&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy hair"&lt;br /&gt;"Fire hot!"&lt;br /&gt;"Birdie Tweet Tweet"&lt;br /&gt;"No, all done!"&lt;br /&gt;"More cando!" (more candle)&lt;br /&gt;"Basemnt" (basement)&lt;br /&gt;"Bye Bye Peens" (saying good bye to his penis when we put diaper on)&lt;br /&gt;"twaitwax" (train tracks)&lt;br /&gt;"MisRaja" (Mister Rogers)&lt;br /&gt;"Noise"&lt;br /&gt;"Ububu" (umbrella)&lt;br /&gt;"Bye Bye AnnaJoan" (anna and jon, our neigbors)&lt;br /&gt;"Sit ca" (sit in the car)&lt;br /&gt;"motoca" (motorcycle)&lt;br /&gt;"Big truck"&lt;br /&gt;"Back sweep" (wants to go back in crib)&lt;br /&gt;"Twinka twinka" (twinkle twinkle)&lt;br /&gt;"No ticko" (no tickle)&lt;br /&gt;"Mail truck"&lt;br /&gt;"coffee hot"&lt;br /&gt;"Adar" (a star)&lt;br /&gt;"trianguh" (triangle)&lt;br /&gt;"hurko" (circle)&lt;br /&gt;"mo angie peese!" (more orange please!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-8694817363844766822?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/8694817363844766822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/04/kids-say-darndest-things-part-deux.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8694817363844766822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8694817363844766822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/04/kids-say-darndest-things-part-deux.html' title='&quot;Jonah Do!&quot;'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7044698650892854761</id><published>2010-04-12T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T16:46:27.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things</title><content type='html'>While putting Jonah to bed each night, I sing him the song from "Dumbo", "Baby Mine".  It usually lulls him right into la-la land.  Tonight, for the first time he started to repeat words in the song, like "eyes", "baby", etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me today, "put playdoh away".  I think this is one of his first real sentences.  Yesterday, he went up to Sam's feet and pointed, saying, "Daddy's toes" and then to his own toes, "Jonah's toes". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah's grandparents, "Tata" and "Saba" (my parents) came to visit this weekend. We had so much fun together.  We went to a petting zoo with bunnies, baby chicks, baby goats, a pony and baby alpacas.  Jonah loved to pet them all.  Then, we heard a live band at the same farm, where he really enjoyed dancing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah has a new babysitter Melissa ("Lissa") that he adores.  She stays with him while mommy takes a water color painting class on Mondays.  He likes her necklace with the stars on it ("a-dar, pretty, nice") and also likes her "baselets". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day when it rained, Jonah told us "naining, umbella".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7044698650892854761?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7044698650892854761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/04/kids-say-darndest-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7044698650892854761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7044698650892854761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/04/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2920679968944786538</id><published>2010-03-31T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T11:32:12.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint and Play-Doh Please!</title><content type='html'>This morning was an artistic one.  After breakfast, we went to Jonah's room and he pointed at the play-doh, wanting to play with it.  He wasn't sure what to call it, but as soon as I named it for him, he repeated, "Pay doh!"  We rolled it, cut out stars ("dah") and had a lot of fun, even when Jonah rubbed it in his hair when he was "all-done!"&lt;br /&gt;Immediately following this, he asked for "paint!"  so we pulled out the finger paints and he went to it.  He must be getting ready for the art class we signed him up for next week. &lt;br /&gt;His language has grown tremendously over the past month.&lt;br /&gt;He now has mini sentences like these:&lt;br /&gt;"No, mommy" (all time favorite)&lt;br /&gt;"No more cereal" (or oatmeal or whatever he's eating).&lt;br /&gt;"Paint house" (saw people on TV painting a house)&lt;br /&gt;"Park 'Neek" (we played at the park with his friend Monique)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2920679968944786538?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2920679968944786538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/03/paint-and-play-doh-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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words is "more please!"  &lt;div&gt;He said it while asking for more cereal from Daddy's bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-6271706561056842531?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/6271706561056842531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-please.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6271706561056842531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6271706561056842531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-please.html' title='MORE PLEASE!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7113068673656756588</id><published>2010-02-18T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:18:57.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 16 months and sayin' all this....!</title><content type='html'>New Words This Month (in addition to those posted on Jan 5):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All-Done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"-'Tar"  (Guitar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"H" (the letter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"O" (the letter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diapie (diaper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paci (pacifier)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh-Oh (when food drops)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clean up (when putting toys away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baff (bath)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooco (cookie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;star (dar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7113068673656756588?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7113068673656756588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/02/almost-16-months-and-sayin-all-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7113068673656756588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7113068673656756588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/02/almost-16-months-and-sayin-all-this.html' title='Almost 16 months and sayin&apos; all this....!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-8653818840465594454</id><published>2010-01-29T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T06:09:23.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning it Off</title><content type='html'>"OFF!" says Jonah as he turns off the TV with the remote.  He runs away giggling and then comes back and turns it on briefly just to turn it off again and shout, "off!" again.  He clearly picked up on our message from early on that we don't want him watching TV!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also says off while shutting off lights.  He likes to really articulate the ffff part of "off"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-8653818840465594454?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/8653818840465594454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/off-says-jonah-as-he-turns-off-tv-with.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8653818840465594454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8653818840465594454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/off-says-jonah-as-he-turns-off-tv-with.html' title='Turning it Off'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-5305536499319308603</id><published>2010-01-25T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:20:31.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy Cat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/S15Qo6F0AaI/AAAAAAAABfk/4E82HAxJD10/s1600-h/Jan2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/S15Qo6F0AaI/AAAAAAAABfk/4E82HAxJD10/s320/Jan2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430866864374022562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/S15QosrgYkI/AAAAAAAABfc/yiGkTqbVkXE/s1600-h/%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/S15QosrgYkI/AAAAAAAABfc/yiGkTqbVkXE/s320/%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430866860774023746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah can copy almost any word you say.  We tested this out the other day with his name puzzle.  I would say each letter and point to it and he'd repeat each letter... "J", "O", "N", "A", "H".  He got them all perfectly!  He especially liked the "H".  He carried it around saying, "aech"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ELIZAB%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ELIZAB%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-5305536499319308603?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/5305536499319308603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/repite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5305536499319308603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5305536499319308603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/repite.html' title='Copy Cat!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/S15Qo6F0AaI/AAAAAAAABfk/4E82HAxJD10/s72-c/Jan2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-558869449969493224</id><published>2010-01-18T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:32:01.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding the J</title><content type='html'>More games: The other day we were skyping with my parents. The laptop was set up on a table so that they could watch him play. On his own, he started playing "where's Jonah?". He crouched down out of view, while we said "Where's Jonah?" Whenever he's playing this game he looks at us, holding his hands palms up, as if gesturing "I don't know!" Then he popped up into the view of the camera, laughing and clapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening we were playing upstairs in the bedroom and we asked Jonah to go find his "J". He went into his room and found the name puzzle (build into the top of the wooden stool) and picked up the "h". Not bad! He understood what we were talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliza gave Jonah and piece of trash and asked him to throw it away. He took it, went into the next room and threw it in the trash can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's figure out how to open doors by turning and pulling the door knob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-558869449969493224?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/558869449969493224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/finding-j.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/558869449969493224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/558869449969493224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/finding-j.html' title='Finding the J'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7934822152831725586</id><published>2010-01-13T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:51:45.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Day- playing and game making!</title><content type='html'>Jonah had a play date today with Juliet (who for the record is basically the same age as he is).  For the first time, he shared his toys without a fuss and even tried to share his juice with her (his most treasured thing!)  He was less generous with sharing "Bunny" but we'll forgive him for that.&lt;br /&gt;He pat her on the back and even called her "baby" (I think!)  Overall they played stupendously well together, and even sat down for a shared Cheerios snack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later tonight, he played a game with us which was all his doing.  He took a big spoon off the shelf and ran away with it behind his back. Then he'd come to Sam and I and would intentionally hide it behind his back with one hand and with the other hand make the gesture like, "What's going on here?" prompting us to ask him where the spoon was. He'd then pull it out from behind his back and start laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7934822152831725586?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7934822152831725586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/fun-day-playing-and-game-making.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7934822152831725586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7934822152831725586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/fun-day-playing-and-game-making.html' title='A Fun Day- playing and game making!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2874034562379800991</id><published>2010-01-05T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:05:41.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 months, 18 words</title><content type='html'>Doggy&lt;br /&gt;Daddy (sounds just like Doggy but looking at Daddy)&lt;br /&gt;Mamma, Mammoooo (both for mommy)&lt;br /&gt;More ("mo", as in "mo better")&lt;br /&gt;Juice (emphasis on the "uice")&lt;br /&gt;Cheese ("cheeeeese")&lt;br /&gt;Chicken (nuggets)&lt;br /&gt;sticker&lt;br /&gt;lights (emphasis on "TS", a silent "li")&lt;br /&gt;Bunny ("unny")&lt;br /&gt;wuwu (sound the dog makes)&lt;br /&gt;wawa (not to be confused with wuwu)&lt;br /&gt;fish ("ish")&lt;br /&gt;cracker (surprisingly close!)&lt;br /&gt;bottle (baba)&lt;br /&gt;Zacky (for Zack in his daycare, said surprisingly clear-- even Carolyn could tell!)&lt;br /&gt;Car (cacacar)&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt (gogurt)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2874034562379800991?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2874034562379800991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/14-months-18-words.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2874034562379800991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2874034562379800991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/14-months-18-words.html' title='14 months, 18 words'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2032443011469572156</id><published>2010-01-05T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:29:29.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting, climbing, and more talking</title><content type='html'>Jonah learned to sit on his own today-- Sam showed him how to turn around and sit on the steps and while we were getting dinner ready, he went and did it on his own-- up on the third step, just sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has become quite fond of climbing up on things-- his new favorite thing to do is climb up on his step stool and play with things on the ottoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At daycare today, he said "Zacky" for the boy (Zack) that he plays with there.  When he was ready to leave, he grabbed his lunch bag, slung it over his shoulder and waved bye to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a feeling he understands way more than he can articulate-- he can feed a bottle to his babydoll when you tell him to, he put his bottle pieces together today after watching Sam do it,&lt;br /&gt;He points to his ears when you ask "Where are your ears?" and can name many of the pictures in his "Big Book of Words" book, including; cheese, doggy (for all 4 legged creatures), juice, water, car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2032443011469572156?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2032443011469572156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/sitting-climbing-and-more-talking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2032443011469572156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2032443011469572156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2010/01/sitting-climbing-and-more-talking.html' title='Sitting, climbing, and more talking'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-5563068745453729555</id><published>2009-12-18T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:32:28.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles and Stickers</title><content type='html'>Jonah's next new words!&lt;br /&gt;He repeated "Bubbles" while playing with bubbles, and "sticker" when we gave him a sticker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-5563068745453729555?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/5563068745453729555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/12/bubbles-and-stickers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5563068745453729555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5563068745453729555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/12/bubbles-and-stickers.html' title='Bubbles and Stickers'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7375571893391162667</id><published>2009-12-17T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:13:03.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeding Myself!</title><content type='html'>Jonah has started grabbing the spoon and feeding himself!  Of course, he rarely makes it all the way to his mouth without a little help, but he's determined!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7375571893391162667?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7375571893391162667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/12/feeding-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7375571893391162667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7375571893391162667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/12/feeding-myself.html' title='Feeding Myself!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-5892026554954195001</id><published>2009-12-17T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:10:36.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even more (and "no more") talking, etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SypMimrdA4I/AAAAAAAABcs/sb_YGxZ5LHo/s1600-h/DSC_2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SypMimrdA4I/AAAAAAAABcs/sb_YGxZ5LHo/s320/DSC_2699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416225659248509826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SypMiNtWy7I/AAAAAAAABck/EGEolXvDfv0/s1600-h/DSC_2676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SypMiNtWy7I/AAAAAAAABck/EGEolXvDfv0/s320/DSC_2676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416225652545604530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SypMhxehv1I/AAAAAAAABcc/vqlP9H7VY64/s1600-h/DSC_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SypMhxehv1I/AAAAAAAABcc/vqlP9H7VY64/s320/DSC_2649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416225644967214930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah now combines "no" and "more" to say "no more" when he doesn't want something.  He also makes the sign to brush his teeth when he wants to or when you ask him if he wants to.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, he said "Wawa" for the water he was drinking and also for the water he used while washing his hands.  This morning he gestured at himself and said, "no-na"!&lt;br /&gt;He also calls his favorite stuffed animal that he sleeps with "nunny" (for bunny) and he holds it up high saying, "NUNNY!"  He has also said "Baba" for bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago we got a snow storm (the first he remembers)... Here are some pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-5892026554954195001?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/5892026554954195001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/12/even-more-and-no-more-talking-etc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5892026554954195001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/5892026554954195001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/12/even-more-and-no-more-talking-etc.html' title='Even more (and &quot;no more&quot;) talking, etc.'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SypMimrdA4I/AAAAAAAABcs/sb_YGxZ5LHo/s72-c/DSC_2699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-8105650276770244357</id><published>2009-11-22T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:46:34.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE talking!!!</title><content type='html'>We moved into our new home in Lexington this past week and Jonah's speech has been flourishing daily!  This past week he started to say "MORE" while he makes the ASL sign with his hands. He says it for food, lights (his favorite thing), tickling, spinning round and round, etc.&lt;div&gt;Today he said "Car" for the first time while holding a toy car! He also has been saying "ts" for lights (the second sound of the word) for a few weeks now.  Oh, and of course he now says "NO!" when he doesn't like something! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-8105650276770244357?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/8105650276770244357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-talking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8105650276770244357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8105650276770244357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-talking.html' title='MORE talking!!!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-8083308132516616859</id><published>2009-10-10T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T11:47:44.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissy Kissy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/StDWqMlbb_I/AAAAAAAABTk/XqQ8iMeQobA/s1600-h/DSC_2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/StDWqMlbb_I/AAAAAAAABTk/XqQ8iMeQobA/s320/DSC_2419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391044774383546354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah learned how to kiss!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Sam and I kissed each other in front of him and he made a pucker face and gave Mommy a kiss! :)  Made my day.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I said, "Give mommy a kiss" and he puckered up again-- what a smartie pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Papa Guyer are in town this weekend and we went to the Topsfield Fair with them yesterday which was fun.  We went to the petting zoo area and saw a camel, eemu, sheep, cows, and rams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-8083308132516616859?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/8083308132516616859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/10/kissy-kissy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8083308132516616859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8083308132516616859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/10/kissy-kissy.html' title='Kissy Kissy!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/StDWqMlbb_I/AAAAAAAABTk/XqQ8iMeQobA/s72-c/DSC_2419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-7938883924396017765</id><published>2009-09-22T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:54:32.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL '09 (10 mos)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Srlxog4N6uI/AAAAAAAABSU/qn9vhkX7wXA/s1600-h/DSC_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Srlxog4N6uI/AAAAAAAABSU/qn9vhkX7wXA/s320/DSC_2353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384459770332572386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-7938883924396017765?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/7938883924396017765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-09-10-mos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7938883924396017765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/7938883924396017765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-09-10-mos.html' title='FALL &apos;09 (10 mos)'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Srlxog4N6uI/AAAAAAAABSU/qn9vhkX7wXA/s72-c/DSC_2353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-4781982186690686123</id><published>2009-09-21T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T06:10:16.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Some things that Jonah learned over the last week or two:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pointing: Jonah learned how point at things, especially lights. He's always been very interested in light switches, but now he's figured out the connection between the switch and the light. He stands, points at the light and says "uuuuuuh" until I turn it on. Then he laughs gleefully.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Giving: For a while he's understood when we're giving something to him, but recently he started giving stuff to us. The funniest is when he gives us the pacifier: he turns it around, to get the right end facing out, and then (if I let him) shoves it in my mouth! He also enjoyed feeding me Cheerios.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A flower pot is not a hat: He's always been amused when we put things on our heads (even if they're not really hats). Over the past week he started imitating this behavior. He was holding a bowl and I gestured to my head, and he put the bowl on his head. A minute later he put a rubber-ducky on his head. Nice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gimme the remote: when I put on a slow CD Jonah grabbed the remote and pointed it at the CD player -- not an Alison Krauss fan apparently!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apple picking: yesterday we took Jonah apple picking. He didn't really get the "picking" part, but when we gave him a small Jonah-sized apple, we walked over and put in the bag with the rest of the apples!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-4781982186690686123?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/4781982186690686123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-things-that-jonah-learned-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4781982186690686123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4781982186690686123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-things-that-jonah-learned-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-8887177109300372483</id><published>2009-09-20T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:55:55.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HE SAID MAMA!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, on the first day of Rosh Hashana, what a better way to start the new year! Jonah was exploring the cabinet under the sink, looking in the trash and I said, "Jonah" and he said "MAMA!" loud and clear! Made my day!!!  Then later in the day, he patted me on the chest and said "Mama" again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-8887177109300372483?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/8887177109300372483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-said-mama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8887177109300372483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/8887177109300372483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-said-mama.html' title='HE SAID MAMA!!!!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-4980199274916426579</id><published>2009-08-17T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:49:06.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slide show of Summer 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So much has happened this summer it's hard to cover it all. For a quick summary, check out the photos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Aliza.Guyer/JonahSummer2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCKfH27H0rfDdygE#"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Summer 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Jonah has been doing some amazing things lately. He's been walking, with our assistance, for about 5 or 6 weeks. He started out very wobbly, but over time he's gotten really good at it.  Initially, he needed us to help him up and then hold both of his hands. He loved it so much that he started reaching for our hands: I would put him down in front of me, facing away, and he would reach behind to get my hands. And the off he went! Later, he made another interesting leap: if he happened to be facing me when he stood up, he would switch hands all by himself to make sure he was facing out. Pretty cool -- I need to get it on video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;On his 10 month birthday he took his first real steps on his own. For quite a while he really needed our hands to walk. We'd been trying to "ween" him off the hands, but it was tough: whenever we'd let go, he'd immediately sit down. Then, when we were in our hotel room in Boothbay Harbor he took several steps completely on his own.  He was balanced and controlled, although he didn't seem to realize that he was walking without help. Even now, he still insists on holding our hands whenever possible, even though it's clear he doesn't need it. The funniest thing is that we can trick him into walking without help by giving him something that requires two hands to carry! He was helping mommy today by carrying a little laundry basket down the hall. I need *that* on video, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some other amazing things he's been doing lately:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was eating cheerios the other day, and started feeding them to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today he put the pacifier in mommy's mouth -- initially, he gave it to her backwards, but then figured out the problem and turned it around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He figured out where the balls go in a plastic pinball table we bought. At first he put the ball into a hole in a table and was trying to reach in to get it. Then he figured out that the balls come out in a little tray on the side, and he would look there after putting the ball in the hole.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Playing the bongos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, he got his first haircut today -- boy, did he need it. He looked like a hippie. See pictures below...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SqHDAEluZMI/AAAAAAAABOM/2VBax_xQd60/s320/DSCF6153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377793836056470722" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SqHDecMTCOI/AAAAAAAABOU/Y2WZBM_AH94/s320/DSCF6157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377794357788346594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-4980199274916426579?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/4980199274916426579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/08/slide-show-of-summer-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4980199274916426579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4980199274916426579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/08/slide-show-of-summer-2009.html' title='Slide show of Summer 2009'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SqHDAEluZMI/AAAAAAAABOM/2VBax_xQd60/s72-c/DSCF6153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-6077604416423167493</id><published>2009-08-15T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:00:41.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Month 9- walking and talking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SohIh2UTpvI/AAAAAAAABDQ/cmpzZkf46I0/s1600-h/DSC_2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SohIh2UTpvI/AAAAAAAABDQ/cmpzZkf46I0/s320/DSC_2221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370622301992888050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month was monumental for Jonah!  He has been walking (while holding onto hands) and just this past week took his first unassisted steps! He got up from sitting to standing and just walked right over to Mommy.  Boy was I surprised!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d3250c064e3d8e9e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd3250c064e3d8e9e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330863%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E30AFD93D5996722910BACA32EBD5708334ABD5.244A763E629B0756EFCE061B064913824B6F46CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd3250c064e3d8e9e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da_f2ODAY5HThTC72D6mmInOAqBw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd3250c064e3d8e9e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330863%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E30AFD93D5996722910BACA32EBD5708334ABD5.244A763E629B0756EFCE061B064913824B6F46CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd3250c064e3d8e9e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da_f2ODAY5HThTC72D6mmInOAqBw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SohCS3wmYWI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ZMFQ2j_YX8I/s320/DSC_2042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370615447612186978" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for talking, he mimics what we say, so I say "bottle" and he says, "baba".  He has also said "Papa" while looking at a picture of Sam's dad (we call him Papa) after I said it.  And, he says "Dada" although it's not clear if that just means, "I want something" or if it actually means Sam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SohDqzFHW6I/AAAAAAAABCg/qIe_kJprTUc/s320/DSC_2161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370616958184545186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His favorite activities include: reading himself books (he even turns them right-side-up when they are up-side-down!), of course walking/running, playing soccer (which involves kicking his ball while walking), dancing (he dances every time there is music on) and making music with random things and also with things intended to be instruments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started another Music Together class a few weeks ago and he LOVES it.  As soon as the music starts, he stands up and bounces around and plays his instruments.  So fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went to Nantucket. It was Jonah's first time on a boat and he loved it!  On the trip out, the breeze was blowing so hard and he just opened his mouth and laughed hysterically.  Everyone near him couldn't help catching his infectious giddiness. It's interesting to compare this trip to Nantucket with the one we took last summer. On that trip we spent all day on Nantucket and a leisurely evening in Hyannis. The only issue was that Aliza felt very pregnant -- our bicycle ride out to the beach was a real slog. On this trip we were a lot more hurried and stressed. We spent much of the time worried about Jonah's eating and napping schedule. On the plus side, it's a lot easier for Sam to take Jonah now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SohDrv9lwII/AAAAAAAABCw/tWGwuBH8hpY/s320/DSCF6079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370616974527545474" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago we went to Osterville on Cape Cod to visit with Jacob and Jenna (who is about to have her baby in September).  Jonah went swimming for the first time in the pool where we stayed and although he was nervous at first, he really seemed to enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SohFmAiZ21I/AAAAAAAABDA/oYed2CcMSVM/s320/DSC_2133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370619074920962898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 256px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SohFlVnHmqI/AAAAAAAABC4/OYwggGoFURc/s320/DSC_2139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370619063398013602" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-6077604416423167493?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/6077604416423167493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/08/month-9-walking-and-talking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6077604416423167493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/6077604416423167493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/08/month-9-walking-and-talking.html' title='Month 9- walking and talking!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SohIh2UTpvI/AAAAAAAABDQ/cmpzZkf46I0/s72-c/DSC_2221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-4475970117073770453</id><published>2009-06-22T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:00:56.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting on Month 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Skf2FqAb0HI/AAAAAAAAA7o/1YBpNM_X1n8/s1600-h/DSC_1845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Skf2FqAb0HI/AAAAAAAAA7o/1YBpNM_X1n8/s320/DSC_1845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352517259189014642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah continues to grow and change daily.  This month he got two new teeth to bring the total to 6! (two on top, 4 on bottom).  He is still not a huge fan of eating, ironically.  His favorite food is pureed peas.  I guess there is no accounting for taste!  He doesn't like anything sweet-- in fact yesterday he gagged when I gave him applesauce for the first time.  He has also rejected melon, bananas, apples and pears!  He is almost completely weaned-- only one nursing a day now when he first wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;He has become quite verbal: He says "dada" when he's hungry (although didn't say it the whole week we were away in Philly without Daddy!) He also says "yayaya".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically, he is getting into everything and really seems to want to make an impact on his environment.  He raises his arms when he wants to be lifted, tries to walk on his own (though needs some help with the balance), dances to music, opens and shuts his hands when he wants something, and can take things out of his toy bucket and put them back (though it's so much more fun to take them out!)&lt;br /&gt;His facial expressions are the best! He can raise just one eyebrow (making him look quite skeptical) and of course he continues to laugh all the time. He finds the oddest things funny: rain on the window when he tries to touch it, the sound "baba", mommy's hair in his face, rubbing your nose on his tummy, and when someone sneezes or yawns.  Other kids are his favorite entertainment. He especially loves little girls with long hair.  At Jacob's Bar Mitzvah, he was very intrigued with one of the little girls there with long blond hair (Isabella).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-4475970117073770453?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/4475970117073770453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/06/reflecting-on-month-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4475970117073770453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4475970117073770453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/06/reflecting-on-month-7.html' title='Reflecting on Month 7'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Skf2FqAb0HI/AAAAAAAAA7o/1YBpNM_X1n8/s72-c/DSC_1845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-3831577721578825593</id><published>2009-04-24T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:07:22.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old!!!</title><content type='html'>Today Jonah is 6 months old!!!&lt;div&gt;To mark this occasion, we went and had photos taken yesterday at "The Picture People" in Burlington Mall.  Jonah was such a good sport-- he slept before and after we got the pictures taken and gave good smiles for mommy who was working hard to get them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the link to the photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://smilestore.picturepeople.com/my/images?cg=207294587120109179&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;img id="page_imageDetailsDialog_imageSwap-item1Image" src="http://smilestore.picturepeople.com/rlv/isapi/designall.dll?action=getimage&amp;amp;max_dim=450&amp;amp;id=35b5ca2a-5614-4987-b534-e7198d0c6ac1" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-3831577721578825593?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/3831577721578825593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3831577721578825593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/3831577721578825593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old!!!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-2534863220665119876</id><published>2009-04-18T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T04:59:57.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine Motor SKills, Mr. Hansy!</title><content type='html'>Jonah has an amazing ability to pick up small things with his hands.  He is particularly fond of draw strings that hang from Mommy's sweatshirt and Mommy's thin gold necklace.  He can pick up just the necklace and hold it in his hand! He also loves to finger tags and Mommy's hair.  This week he learned how to turn off and on the light switch in the bathroom!!! Today he saw a light switch in his room and turned it off!!! Too funny that guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-2534863220665119876?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/2534863220665119876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/04/fine-motor-skills-mr-hansy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2534863220665119876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/2534863220665119876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/04/fine-motor-skills-mr-hansy.html' title='Fine Motor SKills, Mr. Hansy!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-4803079355952209988</id><published>2009-04-13T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:05:54.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passover Visits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Se0IQWSDktI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ZdBlfSfTGgw/s1600-h/DSC_1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Se0IQWSDktI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ZdBlfSfTGgw/s320/DSC_1733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326923011201405650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Philadelphia and Baltimore for Passover.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture with cousins William (15 mos), Owen (7 mos) and Hannah (3.8 yrs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw Savta and Saba (Grandma and Grandpa Stern) and went to Longwood Gardens with them.  Jonah LOVED seeing all the beautiful flowers there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Se0KKsAYzAI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/4c3ne57Oqxc/s1600-h/DSC_1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Se0KKsAYzAI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/4c3ne57Oqxc/s320/DSC_1554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326925112976919554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo with Na&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Se0LW4rn4yI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/d76OyeMBPiQ/s1600-h/DSC_1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Se0LW4rn4yI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/d76OyeMBPiQ/s320/DSC_1721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326926422049547042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;na Guyer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-4803079355952209988?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/4803079355952209988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/04/passover-visits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4803079355952209988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/4803079355952209988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/04/passover-visits.html' title='Passover Visits'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/Se0IQWSDktI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ZdBlfSfTGgw/s72-c/DSC_1733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464558168116926897.post-1548017830580453566</id><published>2009-04-02T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:31:40.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEETH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SdVmuQuKIMI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3Qlc4XcphdI/s1600-h/DSC_1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SdVmuQuKIMI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3Qlc4XcphdI/s320/DSC_1503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320271479756693698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah has two teeth now on the bottom! And no, it doesn't hurt when he nurses. He knows better than to bite the...well, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Today I turned the TV off with the remote and he watched me do it and then tried to reach for the remote afterward. I think he was trying to turn the TV back on-- we never let him watch, and it's a real treat!&lt;br /&gt;He has started trying to "kiss" mommy by grabbing my face and opening his mouth wide and taking a bite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4464558168116926897-1548017830580453566?l=jonahsolomon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/feeds/1548017830580453566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/04/teeth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1548017830580453566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4464558168116926897/posts/default/1548017830580453566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonahsolomon.blogspot.com/2009/04/teeth.html' title='TEETH!'/><author><name>Aliza Guyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220027942397590473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EL-y_fkkt8/SdVmuQuKIMI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3Qlc4XcphdI/s72-c/DSC_1503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
