Ethiopian Adoption Travelogue

June 28, 2006

What about the 19 month olds?

Filed under: Misc — by sackrosanct @

My son was 19 months old when I picked him up.  He had been at one of the care centers for the previous 4 months.  Some specifics on him at that time:

  1. He was sort of potty trained. If he was sat on a potty chair, he usually responded.  However, he also went when he wasn’t sitting on the potty chair.
  2. He weighed 26 pounds.  He was snug in the size 3 diapers.  The diapers sort of presented a challenge because to be tight they had to go under his pot belly.  But, then they hung a little loose on the legs (not good for loose stools!).  If I strapped the diaper over his belly, it slid down anyway.  Size 4 works much better.
  3. He drank out of a regular cup.  But, he had spills when he was over-eager.  The cheap sippy cups and sports bottles (like bicycle water bottles) worked very well.  I really like the sports bottles because they closed and because I could also drink out of them without looking a nutter.  They were also handy for traveling. The fancier sippy cups with the flanges and inserts and whatever else were hard for him to figure out and the liquid didn’t flow fast enough even after he did.
  4. He had a size 5-wide foot (but was wearing a size 7 shoe).  He walks much better with his a size 5 shoe on.  Sandals were a great idea because they are able to be form-fitted and are more forgiving when they aren’t exactly the right size.
  5. Most of the 18 month old clothes were just right or snug.  The footy 18 month jammies were too small.  The 2T clothes worked well. Keep in mind, he was probably the chunkiest kid there.  Or, as I hear in America, “Oooh.  He’s solid.”
  6. He refused (and still refuses) to wear a hat.
  7. He was walking by himself, climbing steps with no problem and putting on his own shoes.
  8. He took/takes a 2+ hour nap and sleeps through the night.
  9. I used plastic bibs (with the catch pocket on the bottom) because of the messy eating.  They were handy to rinse off when I was done.  He’s quite a pro at using the injera to scoop up the wat (or, the American version:  using a tortilla to scoop up the taco meat).

 

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