Saturday, November 21, 2009

The Boy is going places...

Literally.

You've started pulling with your arms and pushing off with your legs and the day before yesterday, you actually got where you were heading for. i.e the vent on the floor. Woah.

3 comments:

McMGrad89 said...

Yes, once they start moving, you are constantly wondering what they will find that you never imagined. James was the king of that.

When he was in the hospital I couldn't wait until he got home (6 weeks). When he was home, I couldn't wait until he would sleep through the night. When he was nursing, I couldn't wait until he ate regular food and then until he fed himself and then until he could crawl, talk, and so on.

Now there are times when he would just quietly sit with me and think I am the greatest!

Enjoy your adventure.

McMGrad89 said...

That is to say, I wish there were times when he would just...

Thao said...

Man, when they get going, they get going. I have two going in opposite directions constantly.