Another Ethan first: He stacked his blocks.

That’s not to say that Ethan’s interest in toppling is waning, just that now he’s taken a liking to building the tower, too.

Another Ethan first: He played phone.

Another Ethan first: He showed me how to play piano.

Ethan has been plunking piano keys ever since he could reach them. He likes standing under the piano when Mommy is playing and adding his “grace notes”. Other times, he’ll sit on one of our laps and play his own tune, or we’ll guide his little fingers to in a simple melody. Today, on my lap, he swapped roles. He took my index finger and used it to play a few notes.

Another Ethan first: He stacked a ring.

The carnival workers who operate the ring toss look forward to this achievement, in hopes of future clientele. We just like seeing Ethan progress from only knocking stacks over to now starting to build them up.

Another Ethan first: He winked at a waitress.

Ethan and I took Mommy out to a restaurant for Mother’s Day. We got amazing service. With all of Ethan’s cute “this, this” sounds, pointing to objects, hiding, and peeking, we had at least one waitresses with us more than half the time. Ethan enjoyed their company, particularly Katherine, who really caught his eye.

Just for fun, Katherine winked at Ethan, and to everyone’s surprise, he winked back!

Another Ethan First: He played the whistle.

Ethan has long shown interest in the piano. He loves to play along with Mommy, whether from her lap, or by stretching up from the floor just high enough to plunk the keys.  Recently, he got a new toy, a whistle. It was intended as a bath toy, but turns out to be even more fun out of the water. Mommy demonstrated how it worked for about a week before Ethan caught on and began playing himself.

Another Ethan first: He popped a balloon.

Ethan was fascinated by his birthday balloons, even though they remained lofted out of reach for a week. Eventually, the helium escaped and they came down to his level. We knew then it was only a matter of time until Ethan learned one of a balloon’s distinctive properties. We were concerned that he would be traumatized by the sound, but the balloon was spongy enough to dampen it to just a Buo-sized pop.