Saturday, March 25, 2006

Because I wasn't worrying enough...



I was starting to feel calm about the risks of living with a small mobile boy who lacks all common sense. Sure, he still falls and bangs his head from time to time, and last week he scratched himself with a wire hanger. But we have the tops of the stairs blocked off, the power strips locked away in plastic boxes, the bookcases tethered to the walls. Really, it seemed like he'd be ok as long as we kept an eye on him.

Then he decided to climb up the stairs. Note a worried maternal hand in the bottom left.



Now we go up the stairs at least once or twice a day, more on weekends. It probably takes 5 minutes or so to tackle all 14 steps, but the time is getting shorter.

In other news:

SA tries to enjoy a California syrah (though mostly he likes gnawing on the cool bottle.)

SA's favorite foods recently include fruit yogurt and lasagna. He hadn't shown much interest in the baby version of lasagna in a jar, so I wasn't expecting much, but after I food processed the regular lasagna we were enjoying, he chowed down. The kid likes sausage, I think. He claims it's time to start feeding himself - however, minimal success so far.

Time for spring training! The bat is a recent favorite, and he has discovered that its best use is, well, banging on things. The cat doesn't appreciate the attention.

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