Baby Frankenstein
My boy is walking!
Albeit slowly, hesitantly, and not as often as I would like, but nonetheless, he is taking steps on his own! It is wonderful to see the changes in his abilities over the last few months, everything is happening so quickly.
Last week I came home from work on Tuesday evening and J excitedly told me that M took his first steps from the side table to the coffee table and then from the coffee table to towards J. That evening we got M to walk between the two of us, screaming praises and squealing about the "GOOD JOB" he was doing the entire time. It was awesome.
The next day however? M decided that he was going to boycott walking on his own and much preferred to walk using either Momma or Dad's pointer finger, thankyouverymuch. That kid. He is a stubborn one. In fact, when either one of us would let go of M's hand and try to encourage him to just stand on his own, not even take some steps, he dissolved into a pile of wailing tears. M is so determined to walk using some assistance that if someone is sitting on the floor near him, he will search out one of that person's fingers, take firm hold, and start dragging the person behind him. You can bet that if you don't get up and move with him, the big fake cry and scrunch face will automatically appear, along with a back-arch and some tears if M is feeling especially dramatic.
This week M is finally back to taking a few more steps on his own. I am guessing that he is slowly realizing that he can go places on his own if he puts forth the effort. The problem is, he can only go slow and Frankenstein-like to places on his own. With outside assistance, M can quickly make the rounds through the house and inspect several things at once, but he has less control over where to go because usually the person in possession of the finger which he is holding has ideas about where they want to go as well.
Such a dilemma for such a little boy. Go slowly on his own to all parts of the house, or go quickly through house bypassing all the interesting stops because Momma needs to unload the dishwasher and put away the cereal boxes.
Albeit slowly, hesitantly, and not as often as I would like, but nonetheless, he is taking steps on his own! It is wonderful to see the changes in his abilities over the last few months, everything is happening so quickly.
Last week I came home from work on Tuesday evening and J excitedly told me that M took his first steps from the side table to the coffee table and then from the coffee table to towards J. That evening we got M to walk between the two of us, screaming praises and squealing about the "GOOD JOB" he was doing the entire time. It was awesome.
The next day however? M decided that he was going to boycott walking on his own and much preferred to walk using either Momma or Dad's pointer finger, thankyouverymuch. That kid. He is a stubborn one. In fact, when either one of us would let go of M's hand and try to encourage him to just stand on his own, not even take some steps, he dissolved into a pile of wailing tears. M is so determined to walk using some assistance that if someone is sitting on the floor near him, he will search out one of that person's fingers, take firm hold, and start dragging the person behind him. You can bet that if you don't get up and move with him, the big fake cry and scrunch face will automatically appear, along with a back-arch and some tears if M is feeling especially dramatic.
This week M is finally back to taking a few more steps on his own. I am guessing that he is slowly realizing that he can go places on his own if he puts forth the effort. The problem is, he can only go slow and Frankenstein-like to places on his own. With outside assistance, M can quickly make the rounds through the house and inspect several things at once, but he has less control over where to go because usually the person in possession of the finger which he is holding has ideas about where they want to go as well.
Such a dilemma for such a little boy. Go slowly on his own to all parts of the house, or go quickly through house bypassing all the interesting stops because Momma needs to unload the dishwasher and put away the cereal boxes.
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