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Learning Curve

... and Connecting Learned Skills
Well, I do not know if it is official, but his learning curve has definitely gone through the roof.

Patrick has been off for a few days (not feeling well). I got home to a rather upset (in pain) son ... once we got things under control, I was playing with him around the computers (yes, watching that the glowing power switch did not catch his attention) ... when he decided to climb the step-ladder.

He has done this many times, but this time he got up both steps with no assistance and was definitely proud of what he could do. Then, I upped the ante ...

I took Patrick and the ladder in the kitchen and set it up in front of the microwave and watched him climb up ... then realize where he was.

Skills so far (all separate skills):

  • Climbing the step-ladder
  • Opening and closing the microwave door
  • Setting the time and clicking start on the microwave (OK, some assistance here)
  • Getting food from the cupboard and taking it to the microwave
... then, I told him to get some food and put it into the microwave.

Off he went ... got a meal, carried it to me. After I opened it, I turned to find him on the ladder with the door to the microwave open, waiting. We put the food in, closed the door, set the time, and started the microwave.

When done, he even took it on himself to climb off the step-ladder.

He may not be aware of the magnitude of development that has occurred here, but I definitely am ... amazing!
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Location: Columbus, OH, USA

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