Wow, Little Man is really taking this 8-months-old thing seriously!
Not only can he wave now, he’s also figured out his WALKER.
Since Charming and I have a one-story house (they call it a “rambler” out here–anyone else ever heard of that before??), we thought a walker would be really fun for the little dude.
We started putting him in it months ago to add a little spice and variety to his day.
But at first, he didn’t do much.
Just flopped here and there.
After a while, he started playing with the toys I piled on top of it, which was really fun to watch.
Then one day he started moving in it and backed himself up until he ran into the wall and couldn’t move any more.
AND THEN it happened.
One afternoon he could actually control it!
And you know where he went?
The trash can!
Oh yeah, baby, elbow deep in trash.
That’s what I’m talkin’ about!
Ever since then, he’s been completely unstoppable!!
Now, any time I’m in the kitchen and I look down, this is what I see…..
And I love it!
He’s like my little shadow, bustin’ around the corner to see what I’m up to and wantin’ to be in the middle of all the action with Mom.
And yesterday I ran around the kitchen dancing to “Baby It’s Cold Outside” and he plowed along right behind me with a big grin on his face!
This seriously rocks.
(Except for the fact that he’s bruised both my heels and amputated precisely 5.78 of my toes. Yowch!)
But you wanna know my favorite part of this whole thing?
For the first time in his life, he can go where he wants.
And now that he can do that, it’s a window into his mind that I’m totally addicted to watching.
Because I just know that inside this infant body is an incredible spirit who fascinates me and I’m getting to know just that much better now.