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October 17, 2006
I didn't put him there.
Eli is everywhere. Under tables, couches, pinned against walls, tangled in toys... He gets places by twisting, half-commando crawling and rolling. He's trying to get up on his knees already, and I anticipate that by next week he'll have succeeded.
Gus is really getting into it, too. He's taken to playing leap frog with Eli, and he has somehow managed to keep his feet off of Eli's head. Gus likes how Eli can roll into him and climb on him. He even offers his head to Eli, hoping he'll grab his hair. I have a feeling once Eli is up and running the enthusiasm will wear off.
The best thing about this picture? Gus came over to Eli, patted him on his head and said, "It's okay, Eli. Mama will get you out of here."
And I did...after my heart burst out of my chest watching them together.
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October 09, 2006
On his way up
Elias is now seven and a half months old now. That's supposed to still be a wee little baby. But no. For Eli, that means he has every right to just push himself up to sitting. It's just within the past few days that he's done it ALL THE WAY up, sitting without leaning on anything. He did it twice yesterday without pulling on a table or chair to help. It is so unexpected to see Eli on such a different plane.
His successes yesterday seemed to encourage him to have yet another 'first'...
Ladies and gentleman, Eli successfully projected himself forward on the ground. For the past month he has been perfecting the backward semi-commando crawl, and he can roll and inch his way pretty much anywhere in a room now. He usually ends up under tables and chairs and couches. But today, the breakthrough. He started to use his foot to push off the floor.
We are in trouble. Methinks baby proofing is on our calendar this week.
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Mama?
(We're sitting on the couch. Gus just got out of the bath. He is sans clothing. He is eating a halloween cookie and getting orange and black sprinkles in his belly button. Yes, I gave my son a cookie RIGHT before going to bed, RIGHT after he had a bath. We're just chatting.)
"You're my best friend?"
"Always," I said.
...pause...
"You clean my butt?" (asked in the sweetest, most casual way)
I nod, pursing my lips, trying not to bust out laughing. It's one of those moments where laughing would confuse, and possibly unintentionally hurt feelings.
"Yes, I clean your butt."
Isn't that what best friends are for...sort of?
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October 03, 2006
signing 'train'
On Satuday we took a trip into the city to have a picnic by the lake. The real reason for the trip was to finally let Gus get back on the train, and he was loving it. This was the first time he was actually awake for the trip in and out.
It was gorgeous out... Sunny, crisp, a perfect fall day. We found a lovely spot under under a tree by the harbor, put our blanket down, then realized we were sitting on a minefield of goose poop.
Yes. We were.
We decided to eat our lunches quickly, staying on the blanket, since the damage was done to the back side of the blanket. Maybe we were crazy, but it made sense at the time. Gus really did very well, staying within our safety zone, until he tried to lean back on his elbows. Which placed him off the blanket. Where there is a minefield. Of goose poo. Of which his elbow found.
But I digress. That is but a little piece of the entirely beautiful day. Until... the sun started disappearing mysteriously. Then there were dark clouds within minutes. And we realized, holy cow, we are on the lake. Without a car. and there is the most enormous storm coming over us. That's when you fold up your poo blanket, gently place your children in the stroller without freaking them out, and you RUN LIKE HELL.
...and you realize how out of shape you are. But that's another entry.
In case you live in a country that doesn't allow you to see Flickr pictures, I've posted them HERE.
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