The life and times of OMPC. Born Thanksgiving Day 2001.
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Sunday, February 02, 2003
1:31 AM posted by Oscar
 We went to Arlington to hang out with Mary Kate today. We went to Eden Center to eat at a Vietnamese place--Oscar had some pho. He's really into noodles and dumplings these days. He had a lot of fun seeing Mary Kate and her housemates. He still loves being around lots of people, especially when he's the center of attention. He's been talking more. Recent words: Oscar, uh-oh, hola, duckie, good job, mama, dada, that. And he clearly understands commands like: get the pooh-bear, traeme el osito pooh, ven, dejalo, bring me the duckie, etc.
We also had a major breakthrough in the last week or so with Oscar's naps and sleeping. We can finally just put him in his crib and he will settle down and fall asleep on his own. It was getting harder and harder to get him to sleep. We would come up with an elaborate ritual that would work for a while, but then he would figure it out and manage to stay awake, getting more and more frenetic (we called him monkey-boy, because he would literally bounce off the walks screeching and laughing). I was talking to Lala about it and she said I should just put him down and let him "cry it out" and see what happens. Of course I thought she was crazy and that it wouldn't work. For the first day that we tried it, he cried for about 15 minutes and then eventually fell asleep (sometimes while standing up). The next day, nothing--no crying, no monkey antics--he just rolled over and went to sleep on his own. Christian and I were shocked--it was like we had exorcised a demon! Since then he's been fine--hardly any crying, no waking up at night. I feel like we have reclaimed about 5 hours of free time for ourselves. I'm still not sure why it worked. It's almost as if we liberated him from needing to cry out. As long as he knew we were going to come in and check on him and pick him up when he cried, he felt obligated to keep up his end of the bargain. He's an enigma....
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