Okay, well it's not exactly his first standing up but he's getting better at doing it on his own. He also mastered crawling forward. It's hilarious. He either can't get a bent leg out from under his belly or he does his inchworm imitation. V can get around everywhere in the house which means I am now on Red Alert when the woodstove is lit (which is all day now that it's winter), busy keeping little fingers out of everything they shouldn't be in, and constantly picking dust bunnies off of his clothes. Honestly, he finds all the dust that I somehow miss. I should just stick Swiffer cloths to his clothes and let HIM do the dusting! :) The tooth makes for interesting exploration as well. Everything he can get his hands on goes into the mouth. For some reason, V thinks that he has only three senses-touch, sight, and taste. First he spies a toy and after hurriedly scrambling to get it, he pokes the object of interest with a finger to ascertain if it moves. Then he grabs it, bangs it on the floor in exuberant fashion, and pokes some more. Finally, V decides the last thing to do is to stuff it in his mouth and slobber all over it. Oddly enough, he won't chew on the things he's allowed to-teething rings, chew toys, pacifier... It's everything else.
Speaking of chewing, I'd better go rescue the stuffed animal from Jaws right now.
No comments:
Post a Comment