scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

29.7.08

forty-three weeks

And you are pulling up on everything and browsing along. You have several different methods of crawling, now, too, to put on display: your army crabble, or "commando" or "leopard" or "tiger" method, in which you pull yourself along with your palms, and/or push with your big toes, with your belly dragging, and can as you choose to stuff held in one or both hands (because crawling and holding on to stuff is pretty impressive); the bog-standard hands-and-knees cross crawl; the sitting-up skooch, which you mostly do in the bath or over very short distances, and apparently called the "bum shuffle" in England; the bear crawl, which is on your hands and feet and the rest of you high in the air, like a yoga pose. You're smart enough to use each in its specific best way: on a high-friction carpet, you cross crawl, when you want to transport a nice toy over hardwoods, you push yourself forward with just your big toes in a sort of modified leopard; et c. You are using the cross crawl more and more often, now that you've figured it out, but are still not as fast with it as with the army crabble.

And when you want to reach the remote controls hidden far back in the crack of the couch, you pull up and reach over and get them.

You might just get to go swimming every day this week. Three out of three so far and more planned for tomorrow. You like looking at all the larger kids, and sometimes there are other babies there too and you watch them just as close. And you kick and you babble and you try to drink the water, that, we try to prevent, and you splash with your feet, and look at floaty toys and seem to want to go get them but i think i started too late with the swimming and now i can't let you go to get them by yourself. You can play in the shallow bits and i can hold you. But putting your face in the water is not happening so much.

Words i have praised you for, in order of appearance: daddy (in context and out of context), kiwi, puppy. (Kiwi and puppy have each been in context exactly once; dada is something you usually say when you're happy.) Things you can point at in the picture books: puppy. Geniuses i have: one. You.

Labels: baby, milestones

scrawled @ 16:00