Mini Monsters and Precious Pirates - a. k. a. Look out world there’s a new tiny terror in town.
Happy Birthday Oliver - 9 months old today!
Over the weekend, Oliver seems to have alternately donned the identity of a pirate or a tiny Godzilla, terrorizing Bella and the block towers that Chad builds. Walking (assisted by Mom or Dad) is Olie’s new favorite activity, and his ambles seem much enhanced when accompanied with a deep-throated Aaaarrrr (as in "Aaarrr Ye Mateys") or a monster-like (AAAHHHHHH).
Oliver is also pulling up on everything including his crib, which we had to lower last week. After a nap one day, Anita left Oliver “caged” while she put some laundry away. She turned around for a second and when she looked back, there he was, standing up in his crib, a broad grin of accomplishment engulfing his face. Talk about rise and shine! Anita even pointed out the teeth marks on the upper rail – forensic evidence of past pull ups.
Oliver’s roving rambles are not limited to a higher plane. He is also sooo close to crawling. Currently he lies on his belly, pushes with toes and pulls mightily with his arms. In fact, he has rug burns on his elbows from dragging himself toward anything his little heart desires (the radio, the remote, and those little block towers that Chad likes to build).
Obviously, as we stand on the brink of toddlerdom, our days of sitting around, playing quietly with our gently cooing baby are seriously numbered. But each development really makes parenthood all the more fun.
Over the weekend, Oliver seems to have alternately donned the identity of a pirate or a tiny Godzilla, terrorizing Bella and the block towers that Chad builds. Walking (assisted by Mom or Dad) is Olie’s new favorite activity, and his ambles seem much enhanced when accompanied with a deep-throated Aaaarrrr (as in "Aaarrr Ye Mateys") or a monster-like (AAAHHHHHH).
Oliver is also pulling up on everything including his crib, which we had to lower last week. After a nap one day, Anita left Oliver “caged” while she put some laundry away. She turned around for a second and when she looked back, there he was, standing up in his crib, a broad grin of accomplishment engulfing his face. Talk about rise and shine! Anita even pointed out the teeth marks on the upper rail – forensic evidence of past pull ups.
Oliver’s roving rambles are not limited to a higher plane. He is also sooo close to crawling. Currently he lies on his belly, pushes with toes and pulls mightily with his arms. In fact, he has rug burns on his elbows from dragging himself toward anything his little heart desires (the radio, the remote, and those little block towers that Chad likes to build).
Obviously, as we stand on the brink of toddlerdom, our days of sitting around, playing quietly with our gently cooing baby are seriously numbered. But each development really makes parenthood all the more fun.
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